Lirik Lagu Murda 4 Life - Memphis Bleek F/ Ja Rule
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(Memphis Bleek talking)Yeah, what y'all niggas want?Street shit,Memph Bleek shit,Ja Rule(Ja Rule)ya heard nigga
1-Chrous(Ja Rule)2x'sNigga's live with it money,drugs and murda for lifeBitches deal with it,only lovin' them hoes for the nightif you feelin' it,get high it's all right.But you can't get ittill the day, ride em' high
(Memphis Bleek)Yo, you can holla at the dogHaters want to see me fallBitches want to see me ballKillersthey don't want to see me at allIf I wasn't rolling with the rocWould you nigga's pass roc,Yeah birds, or flash glocksI walk around with two mac's,razors,and ice picksJust cause' you nigga's want to see me hurtin' like themIt's all about the benjamins,money,cash,hoeslivin' through this shit i'm in,nigga stack doughStreet scholar, eight-figga nigga, white collar gatAin't the M-E-M-P-H man,bitch holla backI'm a creature smokin' on hate since it was reeferDrug ass flow, like I've been cuffed with EtaMark ass nigga don't want parts of this niggaSpark with this nigga, blaze bark with this niggaMe and Ja Rule fuckin' you hoes is what these guys doAin't the type to buy you,mommy how are you?Slide cock inside you supply you, with ten bitches times twoI'm a motherfucking animal
2-(Same chrous with different wording)2x'sNigga's live with money,drugs,and murda for lifeBitches deal with it,only lovin' them hoes for the nightIf your feelin' get high it's all rightNigga's can't get it to the day ride em'high
(Ja Rule)Fuck, the world cause it ain't quite ready for meI'm livin' my life niggas take a look at these eyes witness What it's like tobe real nigga'sGuns,drugs,hot slugs,coke rugsWant some, get some, bad enough, pop some, niggaFuck around with Ja and may get hit upTearing your whole clique up, then we clip upNigga that's what the murder, Nigga that's usWhat the fuck? Is you ready to die right now Nigga?Make you feel my style niggaGrowin' up with wild Brooklon and Queens L niggasHit em, any nigga that breathe room reel em wit' hot ones Ain't no nigga likeme, who you ridin' with?Rollin' nothing but hot shit,yo' bitch my bitchOnly difference is bitches on my dick, blow dickHow Icock spread it, hoes love that shitYou sel-a-bid I turn you in to the freakyist bitchHave you topless ,dancing in bars naked for dollarsY'all bitches know how my style is, always in some foul shitRULE bitch let the world know when I spitNothing but the murderous ,live with it
(Repeat #2 chrous)2x's
(Memphis Bleek)Yo,Yo,Yo Holla what you think of that?Bitch where we freakin' at?Bum chicken I don't speak to thatFly mama i'll creep with thatLive with it,lick and hit it, don't stop, get it get itDon't trick it, bitch would you FUCK with it?Brooklon and Queens(it's murda)yo it means mo' killas(it's murda)mo' guns, mo'drugs,mo' real ass nigga'sHolla, don't give a fuck dolla'sNigga's what you want get it crump blazed stumpWhat the fuck y'all want nigga?
(Ja Rule)None of me cause' i hit em' with too much styleIn my energy, got nigga's creating little me'sI'm a lot game squeezeKnowing it's my time if I leave and breatheNigga's hatin' on mines i'm a nightmareNigga's better prepare to die and deal withJa hollering murda for life
(Chorus#2)2x
(Ja Rule)Uh,uh,yeah niggaJa RuleMemph BleekHolla BackRoc-A-FellaIt's murda,it's murdaUh,uhWe out
1-Chrous(Ja Rule)2x'sNigga's live with it money,drugs and murda for lifeBitches deal with it,only lovin' them hoes for the nightif you feelin' it,get high it's all right.But you can't get ittill the day, ride em' high
(Memphis Bleek)Yo, you can holla at the dogHaters want to see me fallBitches want to see me ballKillersthey don't want to see me at allIf I wasn't rolling with the rocWould you nigga's pass roc,Yeah birds, or flash glocksI walk around with two mac's,razors,and ice picksJust cause' you nigga's want to see me hurtin' like themIt's all about the benjamins,money,cash,hoeslivin' through this shit i'm in,nigga stack doughStreet scholar, eight-figga nigga, white collar gatAin't the M-E-M-P-H man,bitch holla backI'm a creature smokin' on hate since it was reeferDrug ass flow, like I've been cuffed with EtaMark ass nigga don't want parts of this niggaSpark with this nigga, blaze bark with this niggaMe and Ja Rule fuckin' you hoes is what these guys doAin't the type to buy you,mommy how are you?Slide cock inside you supply you, with ten bitches times twoI'm a motherfucking animal
2-(Same chrous with different wording)2x'sNigga's live with money,drugs,and murda for lifeBitches deal with it,only lovin' them hoes for the nightIf your feelin' get high it's all rightNigga's can't get it to the day ride em'high
(Ja Rule)Fuck, the world cause it ain't quite ready for meI'm livin' my life niggas take a look at these eyes witness What it's like tobe real nigga'sGuns,drugs,hot slugs,coke rugsWant some, get some, bad enough, pop some, niggaFuck around with Ja and may get hit upTearing your whole clique up, then we clip upNigga that's what the murder, Nigga that's usWhat the fuck? Is you ready to die right now Nigga?Make you feel my style niggaGrowin' up with wild Brooklon and Queens L niggasHit em, any nigga that breathe room reel em wit' hot ones Ain't no nigga likeme, who you ridin' with?Rollin' nothing but hot shit,yo' bitch my bitchOnly difference is bitches on my dick, blow dickHow Icock spread it, hoes love that shitYou sel-a-bid I turn you in to the freakyist bitchHave you topless ,dancing in bars naked for dollarsY'all bitches know how my style is, always in some foul shitRULE bitch let the world know when I spitNothing but the murderous ,live with it
(Repeat #2 chrous)2x's
(Memphis Bleek)Yo,Yo,Yo Holla what you think of that?Bitch where we freakin' at?Bum chicken I don't speak to thatFly mama i'll creep with thatLive with it,lick and hit it, don't stop, get it get itDon't trick it, bitch would you FUCK with it?Brooklon and Queens(it's murda)yo it means mo' killas(it's murda)mo' guns, mo'drugs,mo' real ass nigga'sHolla, don't give a fuck dolla'sNigga's what you want get it crump blazed stumpWhat the fuck y'all want nigga?
(Ja Rule)None of me cause' i hit em' with too much styleIn my energy, got nigga's creating little me'sI'm a lot game squeezeKnowing it's my time if I leave and breatheNigga's hatin' on mines i'm a nightmareNigga's better prepare to die and deal withJa hollering murda for life
(Chorus#2)2x
(Ja Rule)Uh,uh,yeah niggaJa RuleMemph BleekHolla BackRoc-A-FellaIt's murda,it's murdaUh,uhWe out
