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Ja Rule feat Fat Joe and Jadakiss-New York
[Hook - Ja Rule]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (you talk)
(And I know)
[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
Yall niggaz is pussy, poonani, (Vagina)
Your (Monologue's) getting tired, now it's time to ride
You're print distrified, you're no longer desired
So take off them silly chains, put back on your wire
I'm on fire, holly dipped in octane
Let east coast bang, let west coast bang
And Rule gonna bring the ghetto gospel
To every 'hood possible, pushin through in the sky blue
Back with the gods you now, preferably the 4 pound
Slugs flyin at the speed of sound
Tryin to catch the ears of niggaz that's runnin their mouths
I might get my Brooklyn niggaz to run in your house
I don't really understand what the runnin's about
But we're hunters, we take pride in airin our prey out
Leavin 'em layed out, dead, in just a sport
'cause we ain't playin up here in New York
[Hook - Fat Joe]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
I got a hundred ways to make a grip, Yes, I'm from New York (New York)
And you can tell I get real ignorant, 'cause nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
(And this is how we do)
[Verse 2 - Fat Joe]
Nigga I can see the coke in your nose
This ain't a movie, even he got his head blown on the globe
And I was just about to find god
But now that Ma$e is back, I think I'd much rather find a menage
And everybody talkin crazy how they're AK spit
But we know this investigatin, and they ain't spray shit
Not me, I'm the truth homie, got the industry shook like
"Naw nigga, Joe gonna let 'em loose on me"
True Story, I'm bringin the T back
Even Roy Jones was forced to (Lean Back)
My nigga Dre said grind cook
Now we killin them Howard niggaz, who said I must of found Pun's rhyme book
Got bitches on top of the Phantom
And the pinky got bling, like the ring around Saturn
Cook coke, crack, niggaz fiend for that
And you already know the x is where the team be at
[Hook - Jadakiss]
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
(Ruff Ryde), and (D-Block) and shit, Nigga fuck what you thought (you thought)
And you can't take shit for granted, because life is too short (too short)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York
(Aha, and this is how we do)
[Verse 3 - Jadakiss]
I swear it couldn't be sweeter, Life's a bitch
Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich
It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get missed
For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs
And that coke will get you a long time
But when I let 'em know the dope is out, it's like America Online
Wise has awoken
And you know they say that you deserved it whenever you die with your eyes open
I still hold a title, because I'm in the hood like them little motorcycles
Stick up kids, hoppin out with them old rifles
Just doin shit for nothin, it's so spiteful
Ha I'm just like you
Word that niggaz wanna murk you is in the air
A double shot of yak and the purple is in the air
And I'm not cocky, I'm confident
So when you tell me I'm the best it's a compliment
[Hook - Ja Rule, Fat Joe, Jadakiss]
[Ja Rule:] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
[Fat Joe:] And you can tell the way the homie spit, That nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
[Jadakiss:] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York)
[Ja Rule:] I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk
[All together:] Aha, and this is how we do
Jadakiss feat Scarface, Snoop Dogg and Yung Wun (kako je Yung Wun preeeezgodan u spotu!!!!!)
[Swiss Beatz (Snoop Dogg)]
State yo name gangsta (Big Snoop Dogg)
Where you representing (Westcoast)
Yo gone hold it down (Please believe it nigga)
Enough said then nigga (Hold on Hold up Biatch)
[Snoop Dogg]
Uh, lets make this official
shine yo boots and load yo pistol
pull out yo best credentals cause this will
be the official for the ficticial
Doggy Dogg and Big Swissal, nigga blow the whistle
Smoking on some bomebee to second hand smoke
Will get you, hit you, and make you all get the picture, dig this,
When was the last time you seen me
posted up west coasted up ?oastin up, while sippin on some remix
Believe me it ain't easy been Diese
wit these jealous rap niggas and these punk ass frizes
Man I couldnt remember what they told me
when I first came in the game thangs done changed
Call it what you wanna, keep it on her
Eastside, Long Beach, California spinning like a toner
Banging on the corner, hot like a sauna
Get the best of you then fuck with ya n put this all up on ya
[Swiss Beatz (Scarface)]
State yo name gangsta (Scarface)
Where you representing (Motherfucking south)
You gone hold it down (Goddamn right)
Enough said then nigga
[Scarface]
Holly hos, Scarface n Don, pulling the strings in your alarm
Bringing terror wit this beretta, I clutch in my palm
I'm scaring motherfuckers straight wit my
Guerilla tactics guranteeing my enemy die
It's a worldwide army alert for all soliders
Either you Ruff Ryde, Ryde Ruff, or roll over
It's a stick up, so down on yo knees, cuz I'm sicker
dont disrespect it, you dont disrespect me nigga
I'm the one these niggas call on when negotiations are halted
and time come for the beating up the bosses
Make them an offer that can't refuse, they don't comply
well now im bout to stank these fools fool
I guess these niggas think they can't be moved
Realizing they don't scare niggas like they thank they do
You fuck wit me, I gots to fuck wit you
World War 3 motherfucker, I thought you knew
[Swiss Beatz (Yung Wun)]
State yo name yungsta (Yung Wun)
Where you representing (ATL shorty)
You gone hold it down (Damn, right)
Enough said then (ease up nigga)
Lets go
[Yung Wun]
Shorty pop a lot, acting like you got a lot
wit all that fake ice on his watch, this nigga wanna get got
Coming to my city wit all that hot shit and his fake ass clit
I'm a put something in him and bust his wig, I'm on some thugged out shit
You better be strapped boy, how you love that boy, act boy
I'm gone break yo back boy, wit a bat boy, where you at boy
Hold up I'm cold hearted, damn right I get retarded
I'm a yung-on and down here bitch I'm the hardest
You can hoot, hide and talk that shit
I'm gone stay low and keep it real and shorty come up
But when I bite you gone feel that there, it's real down here
Watch you mouth boy, you might get killed down here
I'm a ryde or die nigga, put something in yo eye nigga
Get beside yourself it's bye bye nigga
When it come to glock cocking and top popping
I'm the first to hit the block and go to war wit the cops fuck nigga
[Swiss Beatz (Jadakiss)]
State yo name gangsta (Jadakiss nigga)
Where you representing (East Coast dogg)
You gone hold it down (Why wouldn't I)
Enough said then nigga Let's go
[Jadakiss]
If you fuckin wit the kiss you ain't gone breathe
the only time I lick in the air is New Year's Eve, uh
Sonny from Bronstail you can't leave
get kissed on yo cheek then you meant to die
Cause when the gun start poppin then my temperature rise
you know my style 20 niggas wit 40 Cals
Nine years ago you was hollering shorty wild
Now I'm in the rap game twisting these hunnies out
Never left the crack game still on a money route
I run through the industry looking for enemies
Y'all niggas sound sick and Jada the remedy
get shot in yo eyes and mouth
can't see can't talk when you fucking wit the heart of New York
And that's fouler that swallowing pork
An don't fuck wit the feds, dog you know I push the prowler to court
toast on my lap, got the East Coast on my back, uh
How many times must I tell you motherfuckers
We ain't industry niggas
We in-the-streets niggas
We motherfucking riders forever bitch now what
Ryde or Die you talk it we live it (Eastcoast)
So Ryde or Die you want it we give it (Westcoast)
So Ryde or Die you start it we end it (Dirty south)
So Ryde or Die you talk it we live it (Mid West)
So Ryde or Die you want it we give it (Ruff Ryders)
So Ryde or Die you start it we end it(Biatch)
hahaha Ruff Ryders, yeah, Double R motherfucker! Ruff Ryders
p.s. WEST COAST RULES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Post je objavljen 05.08.2006. u 15:07 sati.