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Some information about Murda 4 Life Lyrics Title: Ja Rule - Murda 4 Life lyrics Artist: Ja Rule Album: Venni Vetti Vecci Visitors: 12 visitors have visited Murda 4 Life Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Yeah. What y all niggaz want street shitMemph Bleek shitJa rule shit You heard nigga It s all real in the field nigga [Chorus] Niggaz live wit itmoney drugs and murdah for life Bitches deal with itonly lovin them hoes for the night If your feeling itget high its alright but you can t get ituntil the day of our demise [repeat] [Memphis Bleek] You can holler at the dog haters wanna see me fall Bitches wanna too see me ball killers they don t wanna see me at all If I wasn t rolling with the rock Will you niggaz pass rock share birds or flash glocks I walk around wit two Mac srazors and icepicks Just cause you niggaz want to see me hurtin like them Its all about the benjamins money cash hoe s livin through i m in tack doe Street scholareight figure nigga white collar cat ain t the M-E-M-P-H manbitch holla back I m a creature smoking on hay since it was reefer Drug ass flow like I was cut wit ether Mark ass don t want a part of this nigga spark with this nigga blaze bark wit this niga Me and Ja Rule in you hoe s is what these guys do Ain t the type to buy youmommy how youslide cock inside you supply you with ten bitches times twoI m a mother in animal [Chorus 2x] [Ja Rule] the world cause it ain t quite ready me I m living my life niggaz take a look at these eyes Witness what it is to be real niggaz gunsdrugshot slugscoke runswant someget some Bad enough buy some nigga ing around with Ja and Bleek and get hit up Tearing your whole clique then we clip up Nigga thats what these Murderers nigga that s us What the is you ready to die right now nigga? Know you feelin my style nigga Run wit nothing but wild Brooknam and Queens Isle niggaz Hit em any that breath rule riddel em wit hot one Ain t nigga like mewho you riding wit? Rolling nothing but hot shit your bitch my bitch Only difference is bitches on blow dick How I cock spread hit ho s love that shityou celibate I ll turn you into the freakest bitch Have you dancing in bars naked for dollars Y all bitches know what my style is Always on some foul shitRule bitch Let the world know When I spit nothing but that murderous live wit it [Chorus 2x] [Memphis Bleek] Hol-la! What you think of thatbitch where we freakin at Bum chick don t speak to thatfly momma creep wit that Live with it nigga hit itdon t stop get it get it Don t tricking bitchingwould you with it Brooknam and Queens Yoit means more killinmore gunsmore drugsmore real ass niggaz HOLLA don t give a DOLLAS niggaz what you want get it Crump blaze skunkwhat the y all want nigga! [Ja Rule] None of me causeI hit em wit to much style And my energy got these niggaz creatin lil me s I m a lock and squeeze know that its my time If I leave air breath niggaz haten on mines I m a nightmare niggas better prepare to die And deal wit Ja hollerin Murda 4 life! [Chorus 2x] Uhh yeah Ja RuleMemph Bleek Holla backRoc-a-Fella Its Mur-daIts Mur-da uh uh We out Hottest songs from Ja Rule : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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