ฟังเพลงIt's Murda (Freestyle) (Album Version|Explicit)

It's Murda (freestyle) (feat.Hussein Fatal) - Ja Rule (傑魯)

Written by：Jeffrey Atkins/Bruce Washington/Irving Lorenzo

It's murda ha ha ha

It's murda we back up in this muthaf**ka

It's murda y'all know who we be

Yeah aiyyo don't let me catch ya running from the back of bet either ni**a

My ni**a fatal on tha muthaf**king ones and twos

Holla back you b**ch a** niggaz

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 madina's

Take crazy for genuis hated like jesus christ

My weakness have always been bad b**ches

And new bills with krisis' my thesis more than extrordinary

And that ni**a that got shot nine times can tell ya that

I don't give a f**k

I don't give a f**k 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

Motherf**ka you hear that

And I ain't talking about them heaven from skies

I'm talking' 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 b**ch made and I heard about that b**ch

You be slaying laying up with some where off of sunset

Y'all haven't heard yet that ni**a change is loose

And I got proof get it I got proof

Yo vest is no use when we cock and flame

It's murda yeah murda incorporated ha ha

It's murda yeah

Hussein fatal ni**a it's murda

Muthaf**kas

Rule' these niggas crazy reppin' him without me

AI ain't in tha click believe they won't win without me

Yo I'm small lil' homies frail but bold

Went from base to some b******t like jalen rose

Got my blind d-o-g's readin' brail and coats

Keep tha heat in tha winter I can't tell it's cold

Clean my set pieced out flame tha tec

Throw shots out niggas catch like wayne cherbet

Son of a gangsta talk dirty son I'm a bang ya

I'm tha truth with tha ox keep gum on tha banger

Hussein the only reason hoes chase tha thugs

Ni**a blade part two I got tha taste for blood

More militant minded then y'all faded with 'pac rhymes

Clucthing tha stick beam suckin' tha stick green

Out tha window or tha sunroof buckin' tha sixteen

You ain't a gangsta 'em' this is gangsta sh*t

And 50 you ain't nuthin' but a gangsta b**ch

Pac' would have never did no song with no wanksta snicth

He confusin' ya'll he ain't tha sh*t

We sex money and murda you niggas

Ain't no playing' around with this rap sh*t

Banana clip mack's 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 ni**a

Plaaattt hussein tha don

Believe we got this sh*t poppin' in this muthaf**ka

Rule' it's good

And we into tha muthaf**kin' club you punk niggas walking out

Brick city rule rap- alot- mafia murda

Yound d' merc exsaless

These niggas ain't ready for this gansta sh*t right here

We been doing this sh*t for a long time

Ya'll niggas got the streets confused ni**a

We been on this gansta thug sh*t

B**ch a** niggas you know what it is

Every time we touch tha muthaf**king booth ni**a

It's gonna be fire fire on you niggas asses

Niggas better gracefully bow tha f**k out ni**a

Hussein fatal' ni**a rap-alot-mafia ni**a

Mib ni**a murder inc bosses

Rule' we here baby brick city jerses mafia

Yeah shadow let's get it