Murda 4 Life - Ja Rule

[Featuring Memphis Bleek] 

Yeah. What y'all niggaz want 
street shit  Memph Bleek shit  Ja rule shit 
You heard nigga 
It'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 can'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 don't wanna see me at all 
If I wasn't rolling with the rock 
Will you niggaz pass rock share birds or flash glocks 
I walk around wit two Mac's, razors and icepicks 
Just cause you niggaz want to see me hurtin like them 
Its all about the benjamins money cash hoe's 
livin through this shit i'm in nigger stack doe 
Street scholar, eight figure nigga white collar cat 
ain't the M-E-M-P-H man, bitch holla back 
I'm a creature smoking on hay since it was reefer 
Drug ass flow like I was cut wit ether 
Mark ass nigger don't want a part of this nigga spark with this nigga 
blaze bark wit this niga 
Me and Ja Rule fuckin you hoe's is what these guys do 
Ain't the type to buy you, mommy how you, slide cock inside you 
supply you with ten bitches times two, I'm a motherfuckin animal 

Chorus (2x) 

(Ja Rule) 
Fuck the world cause it ain't quite ready me 
I'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 yo