M***a 4 Life

Yeah. What yall *******z want
street ************t, Memph Bleek ************t, Ja rule * ***********t
You heard *******
Its all real in the field *******
(Chorus) x2
*******z live wit it, money drugs and murdah for life
******* deal with it, only lovin them hoes for the night
If your feeling it, get high its alright
but you cant get it, until the day of our demise
Memphis Bleek-
You can holler at the dog haters wanna see me fall
******* wanna too see me ball killers they dont wanna see me at all
If I wasnt rolling with the rock
Will you *******z pass rock share birds or flash glocks
I walk around wit two Macs, razors and icepicks
Just cause you *******z want to see me hurtin like them
Its all about the benjamins money cash hoes
livin through this ********** **t im in nigger stack doe
Street scholar, eight figure ******* white collar cat
aint the M-E-M-P-H man, ************ holla back
Im a creature smoking on hay since it was reefer
Drug ass flow like I was cut wit ether
Mark ass nigger dont want a part of this ******* spark with this ***** **
blaze bark wit this niga
Me and Ja Rule ****** you hoes is what these guys do
Aint the type to buy you, mommy how you, slide ***** ** inside you
supply you with ten ******* times two, Im a mother****** animal
(Chorus) x2
Ja Rule-
*** **** the world cause it aint quite ready me
Im living my life *******z take a look at these eyes
Witness what it is to be real *******z
guns, drugs, hot slugs, coke runs, want some, get some
Bad enough buy some *******
****** g around with Ja and Bleek and get hit up
Tearing your whole clique then we clip up
******* thats what these Murderers ******* thats us
What the * ******, is you ready to die right now *******?
Know you feelin my style *******
Run wit nothing but wild Brooknam and Queens Isle * ******z
Hit em any nigger that breath rule riddel em wit hot one
Aint ******* like me, who you riding wit?
Rolling nothing but hot ** **********t your ************ my ************
Only difference is ******* on my ************ blow ************
How I ******* spread hit hos love that ****** ******t, you celibate
Ill turn you into the freakest ************
Have you topless dancing in bars naked for dollars
Yall *** **** know what my style is
Always on some foul ************t, Rule ************
Let the world know
When I spit nothing but that murderous live wit it
(Chorus) x2
Memphis Bleek-
Hol-la! What you think of that, *********** * where we freakin at
Bum chick dont speak to that, fly momma creep wit that
Live with it ******* hit it, dont stop get it get it
Dont tricking *** *********ing, would you ******* with it
Brooknam and Queens
Yo, it means more killin, more guns, more drugs, more real ass *** ****z
HOLLA dont give a *******, DOLLAS *******z what you want get it
Crump blaze skunk, what the ******* yall want *******!
Ja Rule-
None of me cause, I hit em wit to much style
And my energy got these *******z creatin lil mes
Im a lock and squeeze know that its my time
If I leave air breath ****** *z haten on mines
Im a nigh**are *******s better prepare to die
And deal wit Ja hollerin Murda 4 life!
(Chorus) x2
Uhh yeah
Ja Rule, Memph Bleek
Holla back, Roc-a-Fella
Its Mur-da, Its Mur-da　uh uh
We out