Furious
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Furious
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[Ja Rule]
Yo
[01]
Yooo, uh
[Ja Rule]
Rule nigga
Ja Rule, 01
[01]
Uh
[Ja Rule](01)
Yeah
It's our world, please believe
Niggas ain't real, please believe
It's murda, please believe
I-N-C., niggas what's fuckin with me?
R-U-L-E., love me or hate me, baby
Refer to 3: 36, baby
That's the rule, please, niggas, don't get it confused
See this game that we playin', ya'll playin' to lose
Who's next that wanna ride (who?)
Spittin (who?), how I do niggas (who?)
Knowin they wanna ride (who?)
Rule, baby, I've been really outta control lately
If you relatin' let me hear ya say, yay-yaay, yay-yaay
Ya'll feelin' my pain? I've been runnin' wild time and again
Ya'll swerve in my lane, I'll pull up and start poppin' yabrain
Fuck knowin' these broads names, extravagant champagne
Ya'll niggas is lame, my niggas ain't sane
Who you fuckin' with?
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna bang (who?)
Then wanna ride (who?)
Ya'll know them niggas who steady screamin' (fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin' (who?)
Ya'll don't like (who?)
Ya'll know them niggas who steady screamin' (fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule]
Murder INC. Is my blood
We go through the pain together by any means
Poppin it hot at whoever or so it seems
Niggas that getting hot.. Not this hot nigga very hot
See it in your eyes.. Niggas ready to die
But as long as I'm alive, I'm puttin' this on my life
For niggas that ain't right, they get it upon sight
If ya know me, then you'll no way pop away
Cock and pop again, baby, men will be men
I spit off 10, fuck it, give 'em the 16
Like my guns dirty and hands clean
Loose bitches in tight jeans
Old money and crack fiends was a fetish
Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit
Fuck it.. I'm livin' my life on the edge
Got one in the head, plus a niggas fed, 'nuff said
I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this
Rule, baby, 3: 36
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna bang (who?)
Then wanna ride (who?)
Ya'll know them niggas who steady screamin' (fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin' (who?)
Ya'll don't like (who?)
Ya'll know them niggas who steady screamin' (fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda
[01] (Ja Rule)
We are the world's most dangerous.. Niggas alive
All of my niggas bang with us.. And let's ride
Muthafuckas will ball but not many survive
Cause 50 shots.. Tearin' through the side of ya ride
Cause we are.. (MURDERERS)
Muthafucka you heard.. Playa.. (MURDERERS)
Poppin collars in air
Poppin' shots through ya rearview
Bullets, they tear through
Got niggas wonderin' like, what the fuck did I do?
So niggas wanna go and get they man cause they can't do this shit
Because they ain't got no heart for this, bust a gun and bodyshit
Niggas like you probably snitch, do a nigga then get rich
Niggas like you always fit, 6 feet deep inside a ditch
There ain't nothin' fuckin' with this, ya know why?
Nigga I just came into the game, ready to die
Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule
Poppin shots through the Sun roof screamin' fFuck you!
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna bang (who?)
Then wanna ride (who?)
Ya'll know them niggas who steady screamin' (fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin' (who?)
Ya'll don't like (who?)
Ya'll know them niggas who steady screamin' (fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda [JaRule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna dead (who?)
Then wanna ride (who?)
Ya'll know them niggas who steady screamin' (fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin' (who?)
Ya'll don't like (who?)
Ya'll know them niggas who steady screamin' (fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda
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