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{Ja Rule} I represent Gangsta Shit Niggaz that spent time on the brick for keys on the strip Loadin my clips, givin ass niggaz the shits Life's a bitch, gotta murda to get rich And infamous, that's when the game gets deep Gotta re-up, cop heat and hit the streets Now the feds is buggin me, D.T. straight fucking me The whole operation shook, bitches ain't loving me No more, see, I gotta make a switch Should I lay low or run wild and stick shit Ran up a team, that's striclty dedicated to cream It's time to go outta town and wash niggaz clean For everything they got, leave nothing to spare But the shells on the ground when that ass is shot And once again it's hot, but this time there's a snitch Thought he was dead when he got hit in state Mich. Turn states to evidence, we on the run Reprisentin all illegal drugs and guns Where all my gangsta niggaz at? Supply the town with coke and Hen(Hennesey) and cuban contacts We keep them coming back, plus the one's that copped crack Raw cut, overdose off the feedback, alone Intoxicated from the Cognac, charge that Al Capone suite to Ammex Valley to Lex, that black hand is on deck SongtexteWe rollin in, peelin notes off of G stacks, We Murderaz {Verse2} This fuckin life's got me feeling like a lefty It's aight, I'll go hard, make sure this world don't forget me It's like my game's virtual, based on reality I'm speeding like a bullet at high velocity You think you stopping me, I think not Ain't too many who known to do it properly I'm likely to get so high like Tony be, toasted bein free And trip out occasionaly, you know Cause it ain't nothing for me to touch you But for you to touch Ja, yet to been proved, I'm still breathing Current age, those dopes wanna live, gotta get paid to do so The average mind can't elevate and grow, calculate the dough Analyze and invest where it's profitable, marketable Billboards hot shot debut Ja Rule Unstopable Where all my gangsta niggaz at? Supply the town with coke and Hen(Hennesey) and cuban contacts We keep them coming back, plus the one's that copped crack Raw cut, overdose off the feedback, alone Intoxicated from the Cognac, charge that Al Capone suite to Ammex Valley to Lex, that black hand is on deck We rollin in, peelin notes off of G stacks, We Murderaz {Verse3} Fear, that is my logic, the suit's made a composite sketch of this object Blazing throught the projects, E.S. Lex coach edit, new shit Got a nice connect, 12, five the brick, Heading o.t. With this chick who like to slay, drink baby, snort coke and weed Half Trinidadian and Vietnamese She made a habit of calling a nigga daddy Would die for me gladly, feloniously, I taught her well Took her heavenly body and showed it hell I made a lot of dought with her, she was my top nigga Knew the rules to the game but painted her own picture She wanted everything black and white Never paying attention to the gray areas in life Stayed up half the night, wondering is my dough all right Is she high on the job, or maybe she's getting robbed Quick picked up the mac milli, ready to get involved Cause my .44 revolves around this Fucking with Black Gang, all you get is hot lead Muthafuckaz, cause you know that shit Where all my gangsta niggaz at? Supply the town with coke and Hen(Hennesey) and cuban contacts We keep them coming back, plus the one's that copped crack Raw cut, overdose off the feedback, alone Intoxicated from the Cognac, charge that Al Capone suite to Ammex Valley to Lex, that black hand is on deck We rollin in, peelin notes off of G stacks, We Live It Where all my gangsta niggaz at? Supply the town with coke and Hen(Hennesey) and cuban contacts We keep them coming back, plus the one's that copped crack Raw cut, overdose off the feedback, alone Intoxicated from the Cognac, charge that Al Capone suite to Ammex Valley to Lex, that black hand is on deck We rollin in, peelin notes off of G stacks, We Murderaz.... Aus Songtexte Mania