Lyrics:
money, on galore
And I started off trappin' for it
I'm in a Bentley GT, park this bitch inside the street
Pull up, they like, "There go YB"
Fresh as I
team
Crazy as this shit might seem
Livin in a nightmare, not a dream
All my life I been a microphone fiend
You want the title? Step in the ring
You ain't
came by the dozen
Since 18 ain't been the same, my whole life I've been rushin'
This don't happen overnight, but that don't mean it's not comin'
Livin
long
So So Def, but made it tight
Then went from a DJ to an MC
To the are-E-V like overnight
Everybody lookin, players get shook when
Rev. Run walk
And nigga raised by the rat's roaches
Real youngen holdin coke
State they gave my man life
Feds they gave my man 10
Messin with this dirty game feel like
I'm
murda.. you know it's murda murda
We scream it.. we yell it.. we livin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule] [01]
Ya'll ain't feelin.. (who?)
Ya'll don't like
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
albums in a row
Be like Too Short, baby, and pimp a hoe
It's so easy, if ya know how to get it
You'll never be another broke-ass nigga
We got top-notch
savin' money? 'Cause she spendin' yours
Ooh, catch me some where chillin' with a naked bitch
Catch me some real livin' with a naked fist
I ain't
Life ain't 'posed to be like this, robbery and poverty
24 hour shifts to keep this cocaine off of me
Y'all ain't livin' how I'm livin', one mo' week
for thought, my school ain't tought me good
No one greedy inside my hood
But a tablespoon of this baking soda gon' make it good, like it should
That's
a bitch,
Your bitch hops in my whip I go zoom in this bitch,
Equipped with the stick like my name is Yamato
The shit you been doing I did all that long ago
ain't got
Nothin left
To fear
Turn it off
Fuck it I
Ain't losin
No more tears
Turn it off
Okay okay
This my 21st
Year
Im playin it
By the ear
But I'm
motherfucker we got Jadakiss
The Ruff Ryders in this motherfucker
Let's go
I ain't gon' let nah nigga
Treat me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't gon' let nah
it.. we livin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin.. (who?)
Ya'll don't like.. (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas who steady screamin'.. (Fuck
yell it.. we livin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin.. (who?)
Ya'll don't like.. (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady
an attitude on the rag
Always mad at you coming down like a storm
You do what you have to do
I said we been livin' at
The bottom for too long
And we
a masquerade!)
You're livin' in a, you're livin in a (masquerade!)
I'm on first so this ain't a rap verse it's more like a voodoo curse
So when you die
Out of sight (out of sight), out of mind
Out of sight (out of sight), out of mind
Out of sight (out of sight), out of mind
Livin' life, like I'm
Livin' the high life, make your moves at night
Pack your heat in this war zone, niggas is trife
Runnin from one time, ain't no time to slip
Make one false
dream, to floss with the team
Long on the suine
DVD's on the screen
Blowing on cream
Waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to flick, to spray
background
Said this is in '09 and still no medicare for grandma
I done said out their names and niggas still ain't wanna [?]
Lu probly tell me Trouble you
somethin' like this
Steady gettin' high, I can't sleep, ooh, why that?
'Cause the demons party all night long
Get it? Hahaha, haha, yeah
I got some
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