Текст (слова) песни: Ja Rule - The Life (Feat. Hussein Fatal Caddillac Tah And James Gotti)

(feat. Hussein Fatal, Caddillac Tah, James Gotti)

[Intro - Hussein Fatal - talking]
[woman - harmonizing in background]
Yeah my nigga Rule, Hussein Fatal
The outlaw don in this piece motherfucker
I want to welcome yall niggaz back to the streets (its alright!)
Yous confused for a minute but here we are
My nigga Cad in this motherfucker
I got my niggaz man, them bricks (finish bitch!)
Ride out nigga
Uh, yeah

[Break - Ja Rule (Hussein Fatal talks over Break)]
The life, the life (the life, the life)
The life, the life (the life, the life)
The life, the life (the life, the life)

[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
Yo, what up world, its Rule public enemy number one
its cool, my new best friend is my pistol
And anybody that want it or got jewels run it
and end over your head, dont make me gun butt it
Do you like Manolo, put two in your stomach
And flash the burner on bitches like stacks of hundreds
Im livin my life (my life), what gets better than ice in hell
When you cookin up coke to sell
It be the little statistics, some pictures, some prints
Some informants to get the operation pitched
We enormous, some would say the "Inc." is "Murderous"
You dont want us to strap up and bang the strip
But if need be, well bang out like Bloods and Crips
Styrofoam the noozles and extend the clips
Murder meets gangsta shit
And all my niggaz that live it from hood to hood bang to this, nigga

[Chorus #1 - Ja Rule]
The life, the life (the life, the life ...)
Whether your Blood or cuz we all gangsta
The life, the life (the life, the life ...)
Whether its dope or coke we all slang drugs

[Verse 2 - Hussein Fatal]
Im the streets poster child
Im supposed to wile
With the toast Im foul
My Murder Inc. mob money, Oprah style
From here back to the block, they get that green
Known to put a hole through a niggas shoulder soon as the beam glow
Probably graze you in the face, give me a break
Ima rapper, out here to stay, dont make me do what I say
Just let me say what I do
Cause Ima put it in a rhyme, everytime, about to spray up your crew
And I aint lickin off shots to warn em
Just a pop swift to the dome, on the real "G-Unit" nigga, glock and all this
So believe Im not the one when it get stupid in the booth
I told yall with Rule it was a gun in this bitch
Now I expose how scary you niggaz is
And when you want the bis
My brick city outlaws a bury you niggaz
Im so cool, when I aint doin my numbers
Let the ...

[Verse 3 - Caddillac Tah]
Okay, motherfuckers when the bounce came to your waist
and shells get to droppin
you better duck, and get up poppin
Dont get left with the cops
Gangsta, yeah, put that work in
Put a nigga dick in the dirt
Lace shots to the face
Hopin it shut case, John Doe
Unidentified, I always hit em high when I dump and let it fly
Now once with 45 nigga I had a picture on top of the coffin
Murder Inc. bosses

[Chorus #2 - Ja Rule]
The life, the life (the life, the life ...)
Whether your Blood or cuz we all gangsta
The life, the life (the life, the life ...)
Whether its dope or coke we all slang drugs
The life, the life (the life, the life ...)
Whether your hoein or stuck up, were still gon fuck
The life, the life (the life, the life ...)
Niggaz dont want it with us, cause its Murder

[Verse 4 - James Gotti]
Okay you hard as fuck
but when the slug hit, you dead if your name aint armored truck
Murder Inc., Outlawz and the Floys is here
Bang, bang, shoot em up, cowboys is near
Stampedin anythin in our way, well attract war
If your smart youll slide over like handicap doors
I aint a killer, I just spark a lot
So when I squeeze Im turnin your whole block to a parking lot
Understand Im the grimy Floy
Wanna trip to death then try me for it
Crazy since 94, thats why cats dont hang around me like Chinese stores
One step ahead of you, get more guys
You strapped with four fours, we pack four fives
Fuck talk get the chalk out
Youll be lucky if your able to crawl or walk out

[Verse 5 - Ja Rule]
Im in the pop life
so when I pop up in your life, and I pop twice
Get down, I spits more than rounds
and niggaz bleed heavier than hoes on they period
This sound gotta movin "Faster Than Furious"
But nah I aint Ludacris
Im here to let yall niggaz know I aint new to this
Gun butt your bitch
Thats the way I get down, believe my style is Murder
Clap a nigga, dipped and hide the burner
The rule to learn ya bomb ya like embalmin fluid
Until your limbs feel a loss of movement
In the hospital in critical livin
Must minimal (who done it?) its Murder
Yeah, thats subliminal
Who gets down and bangs with nothin but criminals (cmon, cmon)
Rule nigga you know it, these others cats is pitiful
Bein a rap God is spiritual
Your God is Ja Rule nigga lets not get it confused, haha

[Chorus #2]

The life, the life [echo]
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