Текст (слова) песни: Ja Rule - Its Murda (Freestyle - Feat. Hussein Fatal)

(feat. Hussein Fatal)

[Intro Ja rule]
Its Murda... (ha ha ha)
Its Murda... we back up in this muthafucka!
Its Murda... yall know who we be
Yeah, aiyyo dont let me catch ya runnin from the back of BET either nigga
(my nigga Fatal on tha muthafuckin ones and twos)
Holla back you bitch ass niggaz

[Verse 1 Ja Rule]
Yo, cock sucka, I get squat and post and cocked tha nina
In tha five series beamer, dump and lean ya
I fell off on a misdemeanor, ride red over black madinas
Take crazy for genuis, hated like Jesus Christ
My weakness have always been bad bitches
and new bills with krisis, my thesis more than extrordinary
And that nigga that got shot nine times can tell ya that I dont give a fuck
I dont give a fuck, god may I ask yo permission to take his life
This is a man be "I" N-C to R-U-L-E extrordinary, one for tha ages
when then sawed off with tha front of them gauges
To engage in combat
To send you and fem where yo moms at
Motherfucka you hear that
And I aint talkin about them heaven from skies
Im talkin about them fire from nines
Or maybe the fifty cal. cause you like five-oh
Or maybe somewhere in Cal where you like to lay low
You bitch made, and I heard about that bitch
you be slayin layin up with, some where off of Sunset
Yall havent heard yet that nigga change is "Loose"
And I got "Proof" get it, I got "Proof"
Yo vest is no use when we cock and flame
Its Murda, (yeah) murda incorporated (ha ha)

[Verse 2 Hussein Fatal]
Its Murda (yeah)
Hussein Fatal nigga (Its Murda)
Muthafuckas...
Rule these niggas crazy, reppin him without me
"A.I" aint in tha click, believe they wont win without me
Yo, Im small lil homies, frail but bold
went from base to some bullshit like "Jalen Rose"
Got my blind D-O-Gs readin brail and coats
keep tha heat in tha winter I cant tell its cold
Clean my set, pieced out flame tha tec
Throw shots out niggas catch like "Wayne Cherbet"
Son of a gangsta, Talk dirty son Im a bang ya
Im tha truth with tha ox, keep gum on tha banger
Hussein, the only reason hoes chase tha thugs
Nigga blade part two I got tha taste for blood
Log on Fatal.com, see fatal drop bombs
more militant minded then yall faded with Pac rhymes
Clucthing tha stick beam, suckin tha stick green
Out tha window or tha sunroof, buckin tha sixteen
You aint a gangsta Em, this is gangsta shit
And "50" you aint nuthin but a gangsta bitch
"Pac" would have never did no song with no wanksta snicth
He confusin yall he aint tha shit
We sex, money and murda you niggas
Aint no playin around with this rap shit
banana clip, macks spit bodies rap up in plastic
This tha city where tha skinny niggas die (no)
You heard my dogs this is tha city where tha skinny niggas ride nigga...

Plaaattt... Hussein tha don
Believe we got this shit poppin in this muthafucka
Rule its good...
And we into tha muthafuckin club you punk niggas walkin out
Brick city, Rule, Rap- alot- mafia! Murda!
Yound D, Merc, Exsaless,
These niggas aint ready for this gansta shit right here
We been doing this shit for a long time
Yall niggas got the streets confused nigga
we been on this gansta thug shit
Bitch ass niggas you know what it is
every time we touch tha muthafuckin booth nigga
Its gonna be fire, fire on you niggas asses
Niggas better gracefully bow tha fuck out nigga
Hussein Fatal nigga, Rap-alot-mafia, nigga
M.I.B nigga, murder inc bosses,
Rule we here baby, brick city jerses mafia
Yeah...Shadow...lets get it...

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Blood In My Eye (Feat. Hussein Fatal)
Bobby Creep (Skit)
Clap Back
Its Murda (Freestyle - Feat. Hussein Fatal)
Kay Slay (Skit)
Niggas And Bitches
Only Begotten Son
Race Against Time Ii
Remo (Skit)
The Crown (Feat. Sizzla)
The Inc Is Back (Feat. Shadow Sekou 720 And Black Child)
The Life (Feat. Hussein Fatal Caddillac Tah And James Gotti)
The Wrap (Freestyle - Feat. Hussein Fatal)
Things Gon Change (Feat. Black Child Young Merc And Do Cannons)