Ja Rule

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

21 Gunz

[Chorus:]
We got M-1's, 32s, 45's, streetsweepers
throw your guns up 21 gunz solute,
niggas is soldiers, ready to die recruits,
We got 40 cals, 44s, dilingers, 22s
throw your guns up 21 gunz solute
cos your nobody 'till somebody kills you

[Ja Rule:]
Nigga you walk around like you got an S on your chest,
but wear a vest like a condom in the city of sex and violence
problems, get me aroused niggas is foregone,
why lloyd banks got gay lovers like star jones?
why young buck got stuck for all them fake stones?
and why the hood is screamin G-units homos?
now i aint sayin yall no gay niggas, but shit -
yall aint actin like no straight niggas!
cos now this bitch fifty snitchin again,
im throwin shots to the wind - cos me and gotti, see we dippin again
cos never have two men, owe so much to so many
and im so glad, im so patient, with enemies
if revenge is the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy,
then killin a pussy nigga is sweeter than bustin in ya -
and bustin out more shots i'll do, cos your nobody,
'till i find you and kill you!

[Chorus:]
We got M-1's, 32s, 45's, streetsweepers
throw your guns up 21 gunz solute,
niggas is soldiers, ready to die recruits,
We got 40 cals, 44s, dilingers, 22s
throw your guns up 21 gunz solute
cos your nobody 'till somebody kills you

[Young Merc:]
Word on the streets, these niggas ridin around wth the FEDS,
like i dont still ride with one in the hand,
like i wont have one of my young'ns hop out broad day with the spread,
that 'K hit - banks fuck around and lose a leg,
and yayo slumped in the hospital bed, eatin through IVs,
with a machine helpin him breath, its I-N-C
and i dont hate, niggas hate on me
more money more problems like B-I-G (Baby Baby)
im in the hood homie, thats where you can find me
where we got O's for sale not to mention a D
got fiends on lard, nigga i go hard -
14 i was movin that white on my front yard
see im far from a nigga thats just in the booth spittin it
nigga im still livin it, try me ill empty it
Im still dirty nigga, low in the rover, no hoster -
Rule give me the word, its over.

[Chorus]

[Caddillac Tah:]
I got a 'massacre' in the cut waitin to happen,
4 bitch niggas a bitch, put em in a ditch, dirt nap em,
then purse snatch em, chain thief, turn killer, the zoo keeper
with tranquilizers for the gorillas, nigga, get your banana peeled quick
when them hammers spit, slip, get hit and watch the blood drip
and soak your g-unit skee coat, and we on the speed boat,
with bottles and smooth models that deep throat,
weed smoke in the air, literally in the lair, jet - we blowin down
O-G cush by the pound, now, got a 'K with a clear clip
that hold 100 rounds, and its nothing for me trunk it -
and come visit your town

[Ja Rule:]
Cos on legal grounds, the incs been aquited,
but you know the hood is screamin we got away with it
cos 50 is see-through, and nigga i see you
lookin like a homo on the cover of GQ,
Ascot in the air, literally in the air
who dat Tyson Beckford was hittin from the rear?
your moms was queer/lesbian/gay
so it makes sense 50 got gay ten-den-cies

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

25 to Life

{Wyclef talking:}
Yo to my people doing time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on
bring the heat.

{Xzibit}
Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain
stuck with a thousand street hustlers
down on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with the death I was sellin'
and for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin'
but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense
if I didn't shoot I'd be the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown Xzibit get down
by liftin' iron by the pound for the tough individual
runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the General
walk one day in the shoes of a criminal
death disease keep your luxuries to a minimal
I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & Bentleys
I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot food, and Dentyne
see what I mean livin' with the scum of the earth
hit with plenty of time to adjust to life on the inside
(Wyclef)

{Juvenile}
You got me fucked up I'm innocent
look I ain't do this shit you don't want to hear my side
but you believin' that bitch
You makin' my nerves bad I need to smoke me a jo'
'cause I know y'all ain't even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go
Where my lawyer, nigga told me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya
Y'all go tell that to my mother & my father
but they gon' cus y'all so don't you even bother
you know that shit ain't right that bitch didn't see nothin'
'cause it was dark at night but I guess us blacks
look the same to y'all passin' niggas around like a game of ball
This is my third felony plus my third strike
man I ain't goin' home I got 25 to Life.

QU New York, you try to criticize me I criticize you
been the same muthafucka since in high school
any beat I shed light to with crazy wattage
Blankin' out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars
learned who not to trust grew obnoxious
so niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue watch us
circlin' but they don't slow down take you to court
think you seein' Judge Joe Brown they just actin'
Indy's throwin' Tyson back in another year
fuckin' with a nigga's career I cock back at bust in the air
give me space beats with plenty bass drink my Hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas hearts
and turn killers into girl scouts works of art
Picasso from the Hydro roller-slash-hustler CEO-slash-retired soldier

{Ja Rule}
Kill or be killed behind the wall 40 day short
still the thought of murderer true to the sport
I bang with the best niggas them career criminals
now I'm in with these youngins lookin' to feel me out
Hollerin' 'bout how they gon' hit on me now
Niggas is real wild bangin' before trial
new kicks new trial I don't give a fuck
I'm playin' the yard ox taped to my nuts
ready to self destruct Lord I don't wanna die
but what powered your honor to hit me with 25
I know that real recognize every hustle
and die with these niggas in the struggle
Ya feel me

{Reptile}
Oh God shells loaded in the semi auto quoted
unknown cat never voted picture me on the scene
huntin' for greens like Mike Meyers trick or treatin' on Halloween
mashed down in the fatigues servin' the fiends
kill or be killed metal pipes under the sleeve
in the city slicker bust checks or puff cess
ruffneck love liquor & act figures bloodsport on the streets
no gloves pullin' knives out the 'fridge handin' out cold cuts
ugh streets real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug
you 'bout to die thug!
Call the President I'm blowin' up ya residence
spill acid on the corpse to clear the evidence
Protestors outside screamin' free Gotti
guard your body SWAT teams is waitin' with the shotty

{Wyclef}: Y'all need to

{REPEAT}

For all my people doin' time keep your head up
Wyclef Jerry "Wonder" New Millenium new millenium come on

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

6 Feet Underground

Dice are rolling, Knives are out
with thee present danger all around
I don't say they mean harm, but they'd each give an arm
to see us six feet underground.
see us 6 feet under ground
It doesn't matter what those morons say

It's Murda I N C Uh, the Lord is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
cuz they don't understand me
And while I'm holdin up I know you smilin' down
at all my enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)

{Ja Rule}
Look at me now hittin' em up holdin it down
cuz I'm destined to be I know you love to see me
(6 feet underground) why see do the Devil's Eyes
you vision my demise so may your soul lie
(6 Feet Underground) and before that I believe
that I can fly most people gettin lye my niggas is gettin' by
if you can't see we bitches ya jags, we foward ya last
we Diamonds ya glass, we get pussy yall ass. Give me love
we be wearing gloves tied up in gloves with special 38 slugs
so we don't end up (6 Feet Underground) the butch is hittin em'
the rule is to get rid of em' for those who feel they getting away
Ja we sendin em' (6 Feet Underground) I've feel I've cursed
my body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I want nothin more than to see my niggas eat with me
but my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 Feet Underground)

{Chorus: 2x}

The Lord is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
cuz they don't understand me
And while I'm holdin up I know you smilin' down
at all my enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)

{Ja Rule}
I'm so ignorant cuz I done played my last tears
and pain is bliss been through so many things
it's hard to resist a mind that's currently
thinking on his last wish it's nothing to fuck with
when I know what I want because you must think I'm a fool
claiming you love what I do and be out playing the Rule
bad move, more cars, more hoes, more jewels, and I'd love
nothin more than to see you (6 Feet Underground) doesn't
matter how we gonna get outta weed rollin it outta mindows
nor from adam? but we show them uh now we leave them niggas
creating a deal let it open so won't be goin (6 Feet Underground)
because I've feel I've cursed
my body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I want nothin more than to see my niggas eat with me
but my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 Feet Underground)

{Chorus: 2x}

The Lord is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
cuz they don't understand me
And while I'm holdin up I know you smilin' down
at all my enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)

{Ja Rule}
get up (4x) baby the Rule can't die tonight
(6 Feet Underground)
now all my niggas is ya wit mea yea
all my niggas is ya wit mea yea
you start I warned em' that I ain't
livin right niggas might see my life as
sort of a scarifice money, bitches, and ice.
but fuck it whoa whoa something let me
still to something ride 125 in a low low frontin
it's free will emotion you know I'm high flickin' ashes
at police while I'm ridin' by I'm ghetto I don't fear
is deeper than love if you want to get it nigga then
come on nigga get it in blood because I've feel I've cursed
my body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I want nothin more than to see my niggas eat with me
but my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 Feet Underground)

{Chorus: 2x}

The Lord is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
cuz they don't understand me
And while I'm holdin up I know you smilin' down
at all my enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)

{Ja Rule}
{2x}

Yea it's Murda Inc. Baby so what you want baby
ain't none of this cuz ya niggas ain't crazy
it's Ja Rule, Irv Gotti, Blackchild, Tah Murdah,
01, Maricon?, Vita, it's Murrda.
see us (6 Feet Underground)
Chris Gotti.
it doesn't matter what these morons say

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

96R-0709

[Man] Hello
[Chris Black] Yo I hear you
[Man] Yo
[Chris Black] What up nigga?
[Man] Black
[Chris Black] Whats poppin?
[Man] In the studio finishin up this motherfuckin Murderer album nigga
[Chris Black] You really do, huh?
[Man] Yeah, Yeah, it's somethin special
[Chris Black] You out there murderin them niggaz kid
[Man] Yeah, it's somethin special, everyone here man Ja, Tah, Black
[Chris Black] Tell 'em I said whats poppin
[Man] Yeah, we all right here
[Chris Black] Tell them niggaz I said whats poppin
[Man] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, what the fuck is goin on though kid?
[Chris Black] Nuthin motherfuckin,
[Man] Nigga, we waitin on that verse from you nigga
[Chris Black] You don't have to wait no motherfuckin longer nigga
[Man] You been writin? You been writin?
[Chris Black] For really though nigga
[Man] Hahaha
[Chris Black] The fuck you think nigga?
[Man] Really though?
[Chris Black] Really though
[Man] Aiight then lemme here somethin then nigga
[Chris Black] Aha lemme see then, aiight

[Chris Black]
Hey yo
I be that nigga that you can't get at
Ya dig, the unfuckable, thoughroly known
It's Chris Black the don, the untouchable
Murderous murder ya nigga murderin nigga from Murder Inc
Murderin everything thats movin on the street like shit stink
These motherfuckers, my familia by killin y'all
Fillin y'all with the lead from tis mac-milly y'all
In multiple ways, fuck around and assaulted and sprayed
Cuz unfortunately the shit thats spittin is holdin no weight
So respect our gang F-T-A nigga
And I hustle, why I bust you
Bitch niggaz in this game with no muscle
Who you niggaz know that's spittin in cells right out of jails?
Like Downstate to Clinton my name rings bells
Shit don't stop, a nigga don't rock if Chris don't rock
On the block I pop glocks but up North I pop the ox
Cuz I gots to eat, but in 2000 these niggaz gon see
Who put it down thoroughly for the I-N-C
Cuz I be a Murderer that pops all the time
It's Eastside til I die and that'll be some time
So c'mon nigga let's ride, cuz it's murda for life
And I murda shit right, and I murda shit tight
These niggaz know how I spit flows and flip flows for dough
Stayin raw, breakin the law just to get more dough
So I gotta take your dough nigga cuz I gots to get mine
It's Chris Black 96R-0709

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

Ain't It Funny (Murder Remix)
(feat. Jennifer Lopez, Caddillac Tah)

[Ja Rule]
Murda Inc
Haha it must be the ass
That got me like that
If it get any fatter
Man the rule gonna hafta get at her
And our situation won't matter
I come to make you smile
In the freakiest manners
J to the L-O
Hello, no I'm not Ley Harvery Oswald
I'm the rule in the shot call
Off the wall
Like MJ in his early days
It's the Inc. and Lopez now

[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
It's been awhile since you came around
Now ya wanna see what's goin' down
Tryin' to tell me how ya want my time
Tryin' to tell me how I'm on your mind (on your mind)
See it never had to be this way
You should of never played the games you played
Now I'm seein' that you're kinda lame
Knowin how the situation changed

[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, now I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, I'm glad I can smile and say
Ain't it funny

[Jennifer Lopez]
I remember how you walked away
Even when I tried to call your name
See at first I didn't understand
Now you're lookin' like a lonely man (lonely man)
I remember how you did me wrong
And now you're hurtin' cuz my love is gone
Everybody gets a chance to burn
You can take it as a lesson learned

[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, now I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, I'm glad I can smile and say
Ain't it funny

[Caddillac Tah]
C-A double D, Hi
Double dose my
Fly by, red line
Touch the roast side
Oh I, never been a sucker for chill Ja
Spit the ism, hit em, get rid of em, and you know Tah
Get it gully, and ain't that funny
How they want me, see me workin' wit money
But Cali ain't a dummy
What these brodies want from me?
Cos all I got is G, J.Lo
And Murda I.N.C.

[Jennifer Lopez]
I really wish you wouldn't send me gifts
Tryin' to make me sit and reminisce
Tryin' to blind me with your bling bling
Thought I told you love don't cost a thing
(love don't cost a thing)
Hope you realize that now I'm through
And I don't ever wanna hear from you
I had enough of bein' there for you
Now I'm laughin' while you play the fool

[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, now I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, I'm glad I can smile and say
Ain't it funny

[J. Lo]
Baby, is that you're girlfriend
I got my boyfriend

[J. Lo]
But maybe we can be friends
La da da da da da

[J. Lo]
Baby, I got my boyfriend
Is that your girlfriend

[J. Lo]
maybe we can be friends
La da da da da da

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

Always On Time
(feat. Ashanti)

{Ashanti (Ja talking)}
Always there when you call (Buckshots, hah), always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby

{Chorus - Ashanti}
Baby, I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine
I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time
And I gave you my all, now baby be mine

{Ja Rule}
C'mon and get a piece of this late-night lover
You know, the one that swing dick like no other (shit)
I know, I got a lot of things I need to explain
But baby you know the name and love is about pain
So, stop the complaints and drop the order restraints
Our sex life's a game so bat me down in the paint
'Cause I can't wait no more
'Cause it's about a quarter-past three and shorty's eyein me
I got the Bentley valeted
And I'm just outside of Jersey, past the Palisades
And I love to see that ass in boots and shades
Hold down on the bed while I'm yankin your braids
Thug style, you never thought I'd make you smile
While I'm smackin your ass and fuckin you all wild
{With Ashanti} But we share somethin so rare, but who cares, you care

Girl, get a grip, c'mon, pull it together
It's only a sunshower, we been through worse weather
Like the stormy nights you wrote a "Dear Ja" letter
And took my Benz and keyed and cut the leather
Bitch, you know better, we live M-O-B
Money Over Bitches, Murder, I-N-C
I got two or three hoes for every V
And I keep 'em drugged up off that ecstasy
I'm a playground legend like Kirk with Pee-wee
Name a nigga in the league got more game than me
I play hard, there's so many women I fathered
Meet 'em with scars and send 'em home hot and bothered
Truth or dare, this life ain't apparantly fair
And a love with no glare is a crystal stare
But we share {with Ashanti} somethin so rare, but who cares, you care

Oh I'm, feelin like ya livin a, double life
'Cause you don't be comin home, sometimes
Baby, but you're always, on time, checkin for one time
You and I, got a special bond together
We go back like bombers boo, in the coldest weather
And when I play you play the same way you freak me baby I fuck you crazy
Then I'm gone
Baby don't really want me to get up and leave off that easy
She'll be wakin up wet for sheezy
Remind these bitches to mind they business
Believe me, this pimp game is very religious
And I'm built like the Don Bishop
Gon' keep this money-green Benz and my hoes as my witness
The life we share is a thug affair
{With Ashanti} But who cares, you care

{Ashanti}

Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine
Always there when you call, always on time
Gave you my....baby be mine

{Radio Announcer}
Here at W-I-Z we play nothing but the hits, nothing but the hits
Nothing but the muthafuckin hits

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

Atl Tales/ride Wit Me

[Irv Gotti talking]
Nobody cares
Trouble's like a cancer, you gotta get it early
You don't get it early it gets to big, it kills you
Nobody cares
That's why you gotta cut it out
Nobody cares
Capeesh
Worry about yourself, your family, and people that are important to you
Let me tell you something
When your alone late at night in the bed
Just you and her under the covers
You're only allowed three great women in your life
(Is it better to be loved or feared?)
They come along like the great fighters, once every ten years
Nobody cares (That's a good question
it's nice to be both but it'd be very difficult)
That's it, capeesh
(If I had my choice I'd rather be feared, see fear last longer than love)
Don't forget where you came from

[Beat begins]

[Irv Gotti talking]
Yeah, hell yeah
I'd like to welcome everybody
Inside the world of Murder I-N-C
And I'd like to introduce to y'all
My nigga, ATL's own huh Lloyd, Lloyd

[Lloyd]
Ladies come step inside with me
To take this ride with me
To see the top of the globe
Courtesy of Murder I-N-C's
Provided privacy
Nobody'll know
Yeah I know I brought the mob with me
Cause obviously
A lot of niggaz snitch on the low
Just open your eyes
And see all these blind lies he done told
I realize how niggaz fantasize
And the unreal truth gets sold to the youth
While others try to provide their souls to the booth
Fuck that, I'm bustin' back through the roof
Thugs tact or not, hard top or drop
Show em' how to rock and rock and roll and rock
How to breed low cake and open shop
Bringin' everything I know I got

[Chorus: Lloyd]
Ain't no stoppin' what we doin'
Oh, feels like I been waitin' a while
Know it's been a long time comin' so ride
We gon' keep on movin'
It's my time to steer it now
Oh, right here and now

[Lloyd]
Niggaz come and take this ride with me
Break some pies we'll see on the side of the road
Where everyday different bodies decay
Niggaz is rotten in graves gettin' dropped in a hole
Follow me and come ride with this
Hide with and keep your eyes on watchin' for the po's
Cause they don't know about
Where we be hidin' out better turn up your jets
Headed right there yet, better build up your rep
Cause my niggaz cash checks from Hollis to the Dec
Holla at me my nigga I gotta good connect
Outbid for the complex, polishin' the Lex
Redbone bagets, French robes is fresh
Love money and sex, the best of the best
When it's all said and done it's your time to invest
You just got to do it for yourself

[Chorus: Lloyd]

[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yo
Look here my lil' nigga, let me talk to you for a minute
I'ma tell you about this business and these cash incentives
About these fake ass bitches and these bitch ass niggaz
How to spot the cowards from the killers
The flowers from the spitters
This industry is all smoke and mirrors
But we in the street niggaz so our focus is to finish niggaz off
How often do we put a nigga on
So you must be the chosen one
Your priority concern is never leave your residence without your gun
Cause you'd rather be caught with than without one
Trust me I'm like that old gangsta named Lucky
Niggaz know that my hands are dirty but still can't touch me
In this game, if you clean, you can get all the money
When it starts gettin' dirty they look at you funny
Cause it's "A Bronx Tale" like Calogero and Sonny
And that bus don't stop for everybody, call it
Keep your nose clean fuckin' with addicts and alcoholics
Cause I'll have us on the bed with some hood bitches from Georgia
That's ATL for you, New York's no different
It's L.A. and Miami that's how they visit
Keep your eyes on these snitches and fraud ass niggaz
They claim to be gangstas as soon as you see em' split em'
It's a cold world, be grateful that the Lord's forgiving
And be happy you ain't dead, sick, or in prison
My nigga

[Lloyd]
Ladies come take this ride with me
Niggaz come take this ride with me
Ladies come take this ride with me
Niggaz come take this ride with me
Ride with me, ride with me
Oh, it's Murder Inc

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

Between Me and You

Murder Inc. shit
Uh... uh, uh, uh

{Chorus: Christina Milian}

Now every little thing that we do (that we do)
Should be between me and you (me and you)
The freaky things that we do (that we do)
Let's keep between me and you (me and you)
Cause every little thing that we do (that we do)
Should be between me and you (me and you)
The freaky things that we do (that we do)
Let's keep between me and you, ba-byyy

{Ja Rule}
Yo...
Now when I first met her all I thought was "Thong thong-thong"
like, "Lose the lame, we can get our freakin on"
Baby know the game, slip away, and slide me yo' number
It's the last day of spring, see you first day this summer
I'm a bad motha; shut yo' mouth! Pull the drop out and
creep at a low speed, cause homey probably know me
I push the pedal, thoughts of your stilleto
way up in the air like I think he's here
Cause see, every time that I'm alone with you (with you)
Homey be checkin up on you (on you)
But if that nigga only knew (only knew)
You've got a lot of freak in you, ba-byyy
Well now it's startin to rain, I pop the roof and the champagne
How Jay said? "Money Ain't a Thing"
It's been close a few, at times even impossible
But, it's been between me and you, ba-byyy

{Ja Rule}
Girl it's on again, every year - we hummer 'em in
Beaches, houses, hoes, foes, friends
And when the, day ends - that's when it all begins
You wit him? Here's my room key; holla at me
While you thinka-think I'ma hit it up
then look at the nigga you thinkin you love? C'mon love
We could go there, me and you, creep off all night
If you love it, in the mornin, awake with new light
If you lookin like I ain't gonna handle his
Let me handle my bizzz, it is what it is
Nigga livin his liiiife, and that's my bitch
You know I gotta wiiiife, let's keep this thing tight, ba-byyy

{Ja Rule}
Don't let the word get out (shhh), ba-byyy
This is - strictly between me and you, ba-byyy
If they - knew we were doin what we were doin it'd probably ruin
our creep away summer in Cancun'n-and I, love
the way we get away, throw away a whole day
Turn off the pagers and phones, we in the zone like
"Fuck liife, we live liife
This is our liife, live your liife"

{Christina Milian}
Cause see, every time that I'm alone with you (with you)
Shorty be checkin up on you (on you)
But if baby girl only knew (only knew)
You've got a lot of freak in you, ba-byyy

{Ja Rule}
Did I ever tell you, my man love what you do
That little thing with yo' tongue; you the best, who knew?
It's been close a few, at times even impossible
But, it's been between me and you, ba-byyy

(That we do)
(Me and you)
(That we do)
(Me and you)
(That we do)
(Me and you)
(That we do)
(Me and you)

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

Bitch Betta Have My Money

What up love
You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats
I peep you at the strip joint
You and that little black chick
Acting like you so innocent
When you in the six
Usually that bring the freak right out of a bitch
I knew something was wrong
Lesbian I go on
Ain't nothing wrong with bump n' grinding right
I like mines tight
You like yours licked
And we both like bitches to get high high wit
You opted to leave a nigga with no options
You freak hoe dance topless baby
What's ya sitcho
You ride dildo
Plastic nympho
Only see dick in porno
Hun lidten
I can make your life a world of difference
Throw me in the mix of your sexual experiences
See what happens
In like two weeks
These hoes is freaking
Making about two g's a piece a weekend
That's what I'm saying

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It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
Bitch better have my money

Keep my ones on top
My tens on lock
My hoe in the drop
Got a hot little co-op
Prestigous
Rock a cuban link with Jesus
Lord have mercy
Let me touch this
Tease it
For reasons
I can't explain to you lord
Cause you know my actions are censored
Don't diss chips to fuck with no broad
This one can get it
Damn near split it
Yeah picture me paying for some pussy I ain't even smelled yet
Let alone got wet
But I'm willing to make a bet
That the next time we riding
If she ain't riding
On the turnpike you you bobbing
While I'm weaving
Getting weede
Believe me
This pimp shit ain't easy baby
I tell you ain't no hoes like the ones I got
They make you fiend for that pussy coming up out ya pockets

{Chorus x2:}
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
Bitch better have my money

Baby girl you so hot I feel like Iceberg Slim
I pimp plenty women
Got to tip my hat to a ten
Just been in too many run ins with dead ends
Comparisions range from thick ones to thin
Explosive sex thoughts coming from this young work horse
I spend hard times like D.A.'s in criminal courts
Fro the love of my life I'll cut down on the sport
For the jewels with ice and creep to never get caught
You know the game
You and I is one in the same
But you got my name
tatooed on ya leg
Shit is serious
Now you caling me acting delirious
Used to be my best bitch
Now somewhat resistant
Street life got you hot like Heather Hunter
Worn out and don't nobody want ya
First time i met ya you played me out of pocket
I ain't know no better bitch
Now stop it
Game is the topic
And what's between your legs is the product
Use it properly
And you'll make dollars biatch

{Chorus x2:}
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
Bitch better have my money

beautiful_soul · Prijatelj foruma

Black Or White

Black Child
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
You know me, y'all dont know me?
Let me tell you a lil' something about me
How I came up
Where I came from
Ahhight?
This is how it all set it off...like this

[Black Child]
I was the black baby that got opened off a black three-eighty
This black lady, in a black Mercedes
Pulled out on this black man, in the black land
He used to sell white rocks, and black cops used to riff
White cops ain't say shit, on the day shift they sniffed
I was a little nigga, with little niggas that like to steal
Then blew up to bigger niggas, that love to kill
Rock Hilfiger sheilds and vests laced in our 'getts
A bounce in the bubble bullet proof G.S.
Of the Ac' NSX with a mack ten express
Or my Q-4-5 with two new four-fifths
I'm into cars and guns I keep a gun in my whip
Nigga, me without my gat is like being in a blue Benz
Infront'a thousand bloods with mac tens
Or a red rose infront'a thousand crips with Calico's
And lord knows, we lust hoes

Chours: Black Child

I dont give a fuck if you white of black
If you bust your gat, I can relate to that
If you sell coke or crack I relate to that
If you do sticks and stacks I can relate to that
I dont give a fuck if you white of black
If you bust your gat, I can relate to that
If you sell coke or crack I relate to that
When its yo' turn to blow there ain't no turning back

[Black Child]
It seem like in anotha lifetime I used to sniff white lines
Commit white collar crimes, and hit white dollar dimes
This one white bitch in the white Benz used to fuck white men
And like to sniff white heroin, I sold china white crack back then
As I was writin this rhyme on white paper with a black pen
I started wonderin how life woulda been
If a nigga like me was born with white skin
I wouldn't have got knocked by the white cops with the white rocks
Coming through in the new blue drop
I be able to floss white gold, and toss white hoes
Shittin in the white Rolls Royce
Hittin a caucasian chickens that sing with a black girls voice
But I love being black, a thug bustin my mack
I know if I was white I wouldnt like that
Or love my gat, or play the clubs where the dubs at
But truthfully you could be blue to me
As long as your cream is green that beautifully
Exclusively, its me and Irv Gotti
And Murder I-N-C here to body everybody

Chorus

[Black Child]
(A MURDA'RA) always got a plan
(A BITCH NIGGA) is a poor excuse for a man
Playas play to win and learn to listen, and listen to learn
(A LAME NIGGA) await his turn to talk
And won't catch ?near jewels? that need to be caught
Niggas know shit thats difficult is possible
A playa pull out and put ya ass in the hospital
For thinkin the possible is impossible
This is ghetto gospel, we gotta politic
Riot quick, pull out the guns and body shit
I don't give a fuck who you go and get
Its Black Child motherfucka, who you fuckin with?
Its MURDAAAA

Chorus