Ja Rule lyrics

Ja Rule lyrics

"Gun Talk lyrics"

All Those Years Ago lyrics
I'm shouting all about live While they treated you like a dog When you were the one who had made it so clear All those years ago. I'm talking all about how to give - They don't act with much honesty But you point the way to the truth when you say: All you need is love. Living with good and bad I always looked up to you. Now we're left cold an
(feat. Blackchild)

[Chorus]
Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and
Well fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you don't like the way its going down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the cal keep going

[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
Real talk, the inc about to run New York
Cause there's no real niggaz left to hold the torch
Who gon' hold us of, cause you don't read newspaper's nigga
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
We just niggaz getting money, fucking all t
Fire lyrics
Always let you down... Always fooled around Always stealing in your own way Life just seems too short Life lived in the dirt Kicked in the teeth Is what you meant to say Fighting battles, never fired a shot When you step into the fire You're gonna get burned Hide all the money you saved Money won't pay For the trouble you caused Trouble coming
he bitches
And life and death between a matter of inches
You know
That fo' four that handle his buisness
Like capital game, reload and hit them with intrest
Damn
What so gangsta about these niggaz
Now I got the full speed niggaz, led
Leave them dead over prayers, or head
Cause we done fucking these same bitches
And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness
My forgiveness
Niggaz can't be this stupid
It's gun talk, niggaz better get used to it

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Blackchild]
I dont' care if you're a criminal or a cop, shoot or get shot
I'm raised by the plot, product of the hater
The gauge and the glock, and I keep a blade
I ain't afraid if it p
Lovers Anonymous lyrics
Doctor, I'm getting in deeper Show me, the way I can slow myself down You can talk me round I'm a fool for falling in love again You've gotta save me Take away the temptation Wake me up when its over Oh yeh, you've gotta talk me down Talk me down I'm calling Lovers Anonymous I'm calling Lovers Anonymous You talk about your tro
op, the gauge still a gun
Married muder one, sleep with the fishes
Tasting red rum, young and corrupted
Nothing to fuck with, straight out of the gutter
With no introduction
Our role models is forced with the hollows
Fuck slothes the swallow the fifth a holla
The whitness and the polla
Weed twisting ganja
Load up the clip's and flip the corner
They Morner, be morners stay gunner
We gangster, gangster point and blank ya'
Thank ya'
Niggaz keep me in the mood
To eat a nigga food
I murder with real bombs

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Ja Rule]
The nine the cal the pound of coke, niggaz
The weed the dope the E' the coke, niggaz
The gauge is mine, that's all I k
Rebel Without A Brain lyrics
You anger me beyond belief Lying for the sake of lying Right to my face As if I were as pathetically simple as yourself Using anything and everything for an excuse You're twisting logical reasoning tight in a knot Twist it! Boycotting thought before action You're so damn self-assured Further strangled by the results Of your modified truth Rebel
now
I've been doing this since 9 6, the oldies know
This tough load, the 3 8 o's, I let my hoe's hold
Keep it in them working, In case I'm legal searching
They got worship god, and trust the gun
Ask for your forgiveness, and send niggaz up
Fucking stick niggaz up, these bitch niggaz touch
It's all about violence, real niggaz is silenced
And know these niggaz whoes guns got low mileage
Got ducked taped, all tied up in their houses
I'll make you watch while I fuck the spouse
This, ain't buisness, it's personal, gun talk
when I holla your the first to know
How many hoes, and how much blood has been lost of

[Chorus]

Yeah
Murder INC
We riding here motherfuckers