Yeah. what yand'all niggaz want
street shit, memph bleek shit, ja rule shit
you heard nigga
itand's all real in the field nigga
Chorus
Niggaz live wit it, money drugs and murdah for life
bitches deal with it, only lovin them hoes for the night
if your feeling it, get high its alright
but you canand't get it, until 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 donand't wanna see me at all
if i wasnand't rolling with the rock
will you niggaz pass rock share birds or flash glocks
i walk around wit two macand's, razors and icepicks
just cause you niggaz want to see me hurtin like them
its all about the benjamins money cash hoeand's
livin through this shit iand'm in nigger stack doe
street scholar, eight figure nigga white collar cat
ainand't the m-e-m-p-h man, bitch holla back
iand'm a creature smoking on hay since it was reefer
drug ass flow like i was cut wit ether
mark ass nigger donand't want a part of this nigga spark with this nigga
blaze bark wit this niga
me and ja rule fuckin you hoeand's is what these guys do
ainand't the type to buy you, mommy how you, slide cock inside you
supply you with ten bitches times two, iand'm a motherfuckin animal
Chorus (2x)
(ja rule)
fuck the world cause it ainand't quite ready me
iand'm living my life niggaz take a look at these eyes
witness what it is to be real niggaz
guns, drugs, hot slugs, coke runs, want some, get some
bad enough buy some nigga
fucking around with ja and bleek and get hit up
tearing your whole clique then we clip up
nigga thats what these murderers nigga thatand's us
what the fuck, 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 nigger that breath rule riddel em wit hot one
ainand't nigga like me, who you riding wit?
rolling nothing but hot shit your bitch my bitch
only difference is bitches on my dick blow dick
how i cock spread hit hoand's love that shit, you celibate
iand'll turn you into the freakest bitch
have you topless dancing in bars naked for dollars
yand'all bitches know what my style is
always on some foul shit, rule 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 that, bitch where we freakin at
bum chick donand't speak to that, fly momma creep wit that
live with it nigga hit it, donand't stop get it get it
donand't tricking bitching, would you fuck with it
brooknam and queens
yo, it means more killin, more guns, more drugs, more real ass niggaz
holla donand't give a fuck, dollas niggaz what you want get it
crump blaze skunk, what the fuck yand'all want nigga!
(ja rule)
none of me cause, i hit em wit to much style
and my energy got these niggaz creatin lil meand's
iand'm a lock and squeeze know that its my time
if i leave air breath niggaz haten on mines
iand'm a nightmare niggas better prepare to die
and deal wit ja hollerin murda 4 life!
Chorus(2x)
Uhh yeah
ja rule, memph bleek
holla back, roc-a-fella
its mur-da, its mur-da uh uh
we out
