Ja Rule

Ja Rule - It's Murda lyrics

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 Uh huh
 Y'all motherfuckers ready or what?
 Is y'all motherfuckers ready or what?
 I don't think you are
 I don't think so!

 They got my back against the building
 I'm the villian that's creeping around corners
 Like shorty you see them niggas creeping around  warn us
 We might be coming through  gunning through  running through
 So be careful what you do
 Or the slugs might come to you
 As long as I can remeber, the streets have kept me safe
 And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist
 I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me
 Doctor says let them die said his fucking dog bit me
 I don't know whats wrong with me
 But it seems like since you heard of us
 Y'all niggas turning into murderers
 Couldn't fuck with a third of us
 Still against me
 And wanting to see me in the box
 Grilling me all crazy when you see me and the L.O.X.
 Leave you Red like Foxx
 Ain't nothing funny about that
 I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that
 You hold on for too long and they ain't pulling the plug for you
 I'll run up in the joint myself and bust another slug on you
 It's murda
 It's murda motherfuckers

 Jay-Z:
 I take a squat then post up with the toast up
 I bring beef to a closure
 Know somethin?
 >From cats stackin four-somes
 I'm loathesome
 I scream out fuck the world then I throw something
 Niggas scheming hard but fuck it, it's the god
 I leave bullets lodged leave you leaning on your broad
 And our punks leave you gagged up in your car
 Slumping Kennedy-style with your memory out
 What the fuck y'all want?
 Daddio with the calico
 Let the gaty blow leave you bleeding on your patio
 I leave rivals on their backs looking up at the sky blue
 Not only do I leave you I hide you
 I before you
 X and Ja-Rule
 Death before dishonor now and prior to
 Boss man spy on you
 Conspire you
 Me die before you?
 You liar, you
 Niggas is dead off the hits I approve
 Fuck it, I got the feds wearin wired suits
 Y'all niggas don't listen
 Whether in streets or in prison
 When we find them we twist them
 They fucking up missing
 Y'all don't understand we want y'all all to hate it
 It's murda
 Murder incorporated
 It's murda
 In crime we all related
 It's murda
 See if y'all can take it

 Ja-Rule:
 I'ma murderer and murdering anything that moves
 Through ya nine niggas
 Straight do or die niggas
 Caught up and fall victim to the worst shit
 X, Jigga, and Ja as expected
 Shot on the world and reflect it
 Niggas don't respect it
 So get it the worst way
 Fuck with the wolves you get hunted like prey
 Shot up in broad day
 Now everybody want you
 I'm feeling like: stupid didn't the inc. warn you the first time
 It's murda
 Whenever you see blood
 It's murda
 Lay you down for the love
 That's us
 Leave the lights on
 Knife through your windpipe
 Cause most of your niggas ain't cut right
 You thinking it's alright
 But it ain't
 I'm paralyzing clowns up and down from the waist
 Giving niggas facelifts and taking it
 While making you bleed
 And if I got a taste of the shit I'm taking more than you need
 It's nothing but love between me, you, and these slugs
 Hit him up wrap his body up in a area rug
 Who holding the heat?
 Who leaving niggas cold in the street?
 Y'all know me, ya Co-D, Ja-Rule the O.G.
 Niggas better watch me closely
 Get a grip, it's hennessy that fuels all that murderin' shit
 When I look in the mirror my reflection is killer
 Jigga, X, Ja niggas
 It's murda
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rush Associated Labels Recordings

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: Venni Vetti Vecci (1999) , Blood in My Eye (2003) , Exodus (2005)

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