Memphis Bleek

Memphis Bleek - Murda 4 Life lyrics

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* this is the same as "Murda 4 Life" on Ja Rule's "Venni Vetti Vicci"
 (Memphis Bleek talking)
 Yeah  what y'all niggas want?
 Street shit Memph Bleek shit Ja Rule
 (Ja Rule)
 ya heard nigga

 1 Chrous(Ja Rule)2x's
 Nigga's live with it money drugs and murda for life
 Bitches deal with it only lovin' them hoes for the night
 if you feelin' it get high it's all right.But you can't get it
 till the day, ride em' high

 (Memphis Bleek)
 Yo, you can holla at the dog
 Haters want to see me fall
 Bitches want to see me ball
 Killers they don't want to see me at all
 If I wasn't rolling with the roc
 Would you nigga's pass roc,
 Yeah birds, or flash glocks
 I walk around with two mac's,razors,and ice picks
 Just cause' you nigga's want to see me hurtin' like them
 It's all about the benjamins,money,cash,hoes
 livin' through this shit i'm in,nigga stack dough
 Street scholar, eight-figga nigga, white collar gat
 Ain't the M-E-M-P-H man,bitch holla back
 I'm a creature smokin' on hate since it was reefer
 Drug ass flow, like I've been cuffed with Eta
 Mark ass nigga don't want parts of this nigga
 Spark with this nigga, blaze bark with this nigga
 Me and Ja Rule fuckin' you hoes is what these guys do
 Ain't the type to buy you,mommy how are you?
 Slide cock inside you supply you, with ten bitches times two
 I'm a motherfucking animal

 2-(Same chrous with different wording)2x's
 Nigga's live with money,drugs,and murda for life
 Bitches deal with it,only lovin' them hoes for the night
 If your feelin' get high it's all right
 Nigga's can't get it to the day ride em' high

 (Ja Rule)
 Fuck, the world cause it ain't quite ready for me
 I'm livin' my life niggas take a look at these eyes witness What it's like to
 be real nigga's
 Guns,drugs,hot slugs,coke rugs
 Want some, get some, bad enough, pop some, nigga
 Fuck around with Ja and may get hit up
 Tearing your whole clique up, then we clip up
 Nigga that's what the murder, Nigga that's us
 What the fuck? Is you ready to die right now Nigga?
 Make you feel my style nigga
 Growin' up with wild Brooklon and Queens L niggas
 Hit em, any nigga that breathe room reel em wit' hot ones Ain't no nigga like
 me, who you ridin' with?
 Rollin' nothing but hot shit,yo' bitch my bitch
 Only difference is bitches on my dick, blow dick
 How Icock spread it, hoes love that shit
 You sel-a-bid I turn you in to the freakyist bitch
 Have you topless ,dancing in bars naked for dollars
 Y'all bitches know how my style is, always in some foul shit
 RULE bitch let the world know when I spit
 Nothing but the murderous ,live with it

 (Repeat #2 chrous)2x's

 (Memphis Bleek)
 Yo,Yo,Yo Holla what you think of that?
 Bitch where we freakin' at?
 Bum chicken I don't speak to that
 Fly mama i'll creep with that
 Live with it,lick and hit it, don't stop, get it get it
 Don't trick it, bitch would you FUCK with it?
 Brooklon and Queens(it's murda)yo it means mo' killas
 (it's murda)mo' guns, mo'drugs,mo' real ass nigga's
 Holla, don't give a fuck dolla's
 Nigga's what you want get it crump blazed stump
 What the fuck y'all want nigga?

 (Ja Rule)
 None of me cause' i hit em' with too much style
 In my energy, got nigga's creating little me's
 I'm a lot game squeeze
 Knowing it's my time if I leave and breathe
 Nigga's hatin' on mines i'm a nightmare
 Nigga's better prepare to die and deal with
 Ja hollering murda for life

 (Chorus#2)2x

 (Ja Rule)
 Uh,uh,yeah nigga
 Ja Rule
 Memph Bleek
 Holla Back
 Roc-A-Fella
 It's murda,it's murda
 Uh,uh
 We out
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Language: English

Appearing on: Coming of Age (1999)

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