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lirik lagu ja rule featuring memphis bleek - murda 4 life

yeah, what y’all n-gg-z want street sh-t
memph bleek sh-t, ja rule
you heard n-gg-
it’s all real in the field n-gg-

n-gg-z live wit it, money drugs and murdah for life
b-tches deal with it, only lovin’ them hoes for the night
if your feeling it, get high it’s alright
but you can’t get it, until the day of our demise

yo, you can holler at the dog haters wanna see me fall
b-tches wanna too see me ball
killers they don’t wanna see me at all
if i wasn’t rolling with the rock
will you n-gg-z p-ss rock share birds or flash glocks

i walk around wit two mac’s, razors and icepicks
just ’cause you n-gg-z want to see me hurtin’ like them
it’s all about the benjamins money cash hoe’s
livin’ through this sh-t i’m in n-gg-r stack doe

street scholar, eight figure n-gg-, white collar cat
ain’t the m e m p h man, b-tch holla back
i’m a creature smoking on hay since it was reefer
drug -ss flow like i was cut wit ether

mark -ss n-gg-r don’t want a part of this n-gg-
spark with this n-gg-, blaze bark wit this niga
me and ja rule f-ckin’ you hoe’s, is what these guys do
ain’t the type to buy you mommy, how you slide c-ck inside you
supply you with ten b-tches times two i’m a motherf-ckin’ animal

n-gg-z live wit it, money drugs and murdah for life
b-tches deal with it, only lovin’ them hoes for the night
if your feeling it, get high it’s alright
n-gg-z can’t get it, until the day of our demise

f-ck the world ’cause it ain’t quite ready me
i’m living my life n-gg-z, take a look at these eyes
witness what it is to be real n-gg-z
guns, drugs, hot slugs, c-ke runs
want some, get some bad enough buy some n-gg-

f-cking around with ja and bleek and get hit up
tearing your whole clique then we clip up
n-gg- that’s what these murderers, n-gg- that’s us
what the f-ck, is you ready to die right now n-gg-?
know you feelin’ my style n-gg-

run wit nothing but wild
brooknam and queens isle n-gg-z
hit ’em any n-gg-r that breath, rule riddle ’em wit hot one
ain’t n-gg- like me, who you riding wit?
rolling nothing but hot sh-t your b-tch, my b-tch

only difference is b-tches on my d-ck, blow d-ck
how i c-ck spread hit, ho’s love that sh-t
you celibate, i’ll turn you into the freakiest b-tch
have you topless dancing in bars naked for dollars

y’all b-tches, know what my style is
always on some foul sh-t, rule b-tch
let the world know when i spit nothing
but that murderous, live wit it

hol-la, what you think of that?
b-tch, where we freakin’ at?
b-m chick, don’t speak to that, fly momma creep wit that
live with it n-gg- hit it, don’t stop get it get it
don’t tricking b-tching, would you f-ck with it

brooknam and queens
yo, it means more killin’, more guns, more drugs
more real -ss n-gg-z, holla, don’t give a f-ck
dollas n-gg-z, what you want get it
crump blaze skunk, what the f-ck y’all want n-gg-?

none of me ’cause, i hit em wit to much style
and my energy got these n-gg-z creatin’ lil’ me’s
i’m a lock and squeeze, know that its my time
if i leave air breath, n-gg-z haten on mines
i’m a nightmare n-gg-s, better prepare to die
and deal wit ja holler in murda 4 life

uhh, yeah, n-gg-z
ja rule, memph bleek
holla back, roc-a-fella
it’s murda, it’s murda, uh, uh
we out

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