lirik lagu ja rule - style on em
[intro]
know they said it couldn’t be done
we do it daily
[chorus]
n~ggas we bang! (n~ggas we bang!)
f~ck hoes! (f~ck hoes!)
get yours! (get yours!)
and we do it [?] stylin’! (stylin’!)
new york! (new york!)
get yours! (get yours!)
how we do it [?] then we style on ’em (style on ’em)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
my n~gga (my n~gga)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
my b~tches (my b~tches)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
they hatin’ (they hatin’)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
(style on ’em) get yours! (get yours!)
get yours! (get yours!)
you know, get money, get b~tches, get rid ’em, get richer
[verse 1]
wha~wha i think they got the devil in us, [?] rattlin’ the chevy, the bass real heavy, got the four~fifth on me
a b~tch name [?] ridin’ shotgun homey
and ‘eybody know me, i’m a ghe~ghe ghetto celeb and i
don’t~don’t trust n0body but myself
wha~wha, might say that i was livin in h~ll but i say if so then h~ll ain’t as hot as it sounds
specially when i’m so icy
and so cool, got new money, new hoes, new rule
for me that old news, old school big jewels [?] one two mic check, one two, skip two how you, bust guns, f~ck hoes, ride on 24’s, n~ggas under surveillance like wire episodes
how they ever gon’ stop me, they can’t and for that, not only do sty~style on ’em
[chorus]
n~ggas we bang! (n~ggas we bang!)
f~ck hoes! (f~ck hoes!)
get yours! (get yours!)
and we do it [?] stylin’! (stylin’!)
new york! (new york!)
get yours! (get yours!)
how we do it [?] then we style on ’em (style on ’em)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
my n~gga (my n~gga)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
my b~tches (my b~tches)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
they hatin’ (they hatin’)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
(style on ’em) get yours! (get yours!)
get yours! (get yours!)
you know, get money, get b~tches, get rid ’em, get richer
[verse 2]
b~tch i’m so fly, so fresh to death, so hug heff
pimp, yes, so many hoes, i’m so blessed
whip, so much [?], how many cars, so many hoes, so many hate, 30 million sold
so, so many n~ggas gone, so many b~tches lost, some left out in the cold or so, so i been told
so many times before, so what, men lie, woman lie and numbers can be bought so
so, so on and so on and so
i know i go so hard and n~ggas is so so, so soft, so close [?] to god
almost? nah, too much style so so for now
[chorus]
n~ggas we bang! (n~ggas we bang!)
f~ck hoes! (f~ck hoes!) (come on)
get yours! (get yours!)
and we do it [?] stylin’! (stylin’!)
new york! (new york!)
get yours! (get yours!)
how we do it [?] then we style on ’em (style on ’em)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
my n~gga (my n~gga)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
my b~tches (my b~tches)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
they hatin’ (they hatin’)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
(style on ’em) get yours! (get yours!)
get yours! (get yours!)
you know, get money, get b~tches (heh), get rid ’em, get richer
[verse 3]
style on ’em (come on)
style on ’em
gettin money
style on ’em
f~ck n~ggas wild on ’em
put the 40 cal to ’em, they hatin’ that’s how you do ’em ’cause they in the club plottin’ and schemin’ on how you movin’
lookin’ at you like “aww nah, his wrist don’ froze, his pockets don’ swoll, his champagne rozay
he must got that disease called pay” if you confuse the third party talk he’s me
r~u~l~e, s~o, og, i~c~a~n~t~c~a double l i~t, so hood that’s me
too good? maybe, so true? probably, od like [?] [?] blowin’ cane threw a sheet of loose leaf on the dash of my v
[?] tellers look briefly or so they say but i’m sayin’ not only do we style on ’em
[chorus]
n~ggas we bang! (n~ggas we bang!)
f~ck hoes! (f~ck hoes!)
get yours! (get yours!)
and we do it [?] stylin’! (stylin’!)
new york! (new york!)
get yours! (get yours!)
how we do it [?] then we style on ’em (style on ’em)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
my n~gga (my n~gga)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
my b~tches (my b~tches)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
they hatin’ (they hatin’)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
(style on ’em, style on ’em)
(style on ’em) get yours! (get yours!)
get yours! (get yours!)
you know, get money, get b~tches, get rid ’em, get richer
[outro]
ah~ah~ah~ah you know
ah~ah you know, come on, you know how we do n~ggas
it’s the murderous i.n.c
we back!
hehhaha
i wan’ give a shout out to all my n~ggas, all my djs, everybody that roll with me through the storm, you know how we
just put it down for so long and
now it’s time to put it down once again like we ain’t never left, we ain’t went nowhere, it’s the r~u~l~e
heh
b~tch
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