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* this is the same as "Murda 4 Life" on Ja Rule's "Venni Vetti Vicci"
(Memphis Bleek talking)
Yeah, what y'all want?
Street s**t,Memph Bleek s**t,Ja Rule
(Ja Rule)
ya heard nigg*
1-Chrous(Ja Rule)2x's
nigg*'s live with it money,drugs and murda for life
girls deal with it,only lovin' them hoes for the night
if you feelin' it,get high it's all right.But you can't get it
till the day, ride em' high
(Memphis Bleek)
Yo, you can holla at the dog
Haters want to see me fall
girls want to see me ball
Killers they don't want to see me at all
If I wasn't rolling with the roc
Would you nigg*'s pass roc,
Yeah birds, or flash glocks
I walk around with two mac's,razors,and ice picks
Just cause' you nigg*'s want to see me hurtin' like them
It's all about the benjamins,money,cash,hoes
livin' through this s**t i'm in,nigg* stack dough
Street scholar, eight-figga nigg*, white collar gat
Ain't the M-E-M-P-H man,b*tch holla back
I'm a creature smokin' on hate since it was reefer
Drug as* flow, like I've been cuffed with Eta
Mark as* nigg* don't want parts of this nigg*
Spark with this nigg*, blaze bark with this nigg*
Me and Ja Rule fkin' you hoes is what these guys do
Ain't the type to buy you,mommy how are you?
Slide c*ck inside you supply you, with ten girls times two
I'm a motherfking animal
2-(Same chrous with different wording)2x's
nigg*'s live with money,drugs,and murda for life
girls deal with it,only lovin' them hoes for the night
If your feelin' get high it's all right
nigg*'s can't get it to the day ride em' high
(Ja Rule)
fk, the world cause it ain't quite ready for me
I'm livin' my life take a look at these eyes witness What it's like to
be real nigg*'s
Guns,drugs,hot slugs,coke rugs
Want some, get some, bad enough, pop some, nigg*
fk around with Ja and may get hit up
Tearing your whole clique up, then we clip up
nigg* that's what the murder, nigg* that's us
What the fk? Is you ready to die right now nigg*?
Make you feel my style nigg*
Growin' up with wild Brooklon and Queens L
Hit em, any nigg* that breathe room reel em wit' hot ones Ain't no nigg* like
me, who you ridin' with?
Rollin' nothing but hot s**t,yo' b*tch my b*tch
Only difference is girls on my d*ck, blow d*ck
How Ic*ck spread it, hoes love that s**t
You sel-a-bid I turn you in to the freakyist b*tch
Have you topless ,dancing in bars naked for dollars
Y'all girls know how my style is, always in some foul s**t
RULE b*tch let the world know when I spit
Nothing but the murderous ,live with it
(Repeat #2 chrous)2x's
(Memphis Bleek)
Yo,Yo,Yo Holla what you think of that?
b*tch where we freakin' at?
Bum chicken I don't speak to that
Fly mama i'll creep with that
Live with it,lick and hit it, don't stop, get it get it
Don't trick it, b*tch would you fcK with it?
Brooklon and Queens(it's murda)yo it means mo' killas
(it's murda)mo' guns, mo'drugs,mo' real as* nigg*'s
Holla, don't give a fk dolla's
nigg*'s what you want get it crump blazed stump
What the fk y'all want nigg*?
(Ja Rule)
None of me cause' i hit em' with too much style
In my energy, got nigg*'s creating little me's
I'm a lot game squeeze
Knowing it's my time if I leave and breathe
nigg*'s hatin' on mines i'm a nightmare
nigg*'s better prepare to die and deal with
Ja hollering murda for life
(Chorus#2)2x
(Ja Rule)
Uh,uh,yeah nigg*
Ja Rule
Memph Bleek
Holla Back
Roc-A-Fella
It's murda,it's murda
Uh,uh
We out