M***a 4 Life(Featuring Ja Rule)-Memphis Bleek/Ja Rule

featuring Ja Rule * this is the same as "Murda 4 Life" on Ja Rule's "Venni Vetti Vicci" (Memphis Bleek talking) Yeah what y'all niggas want? Street sh*t Memph Bleek sh*t Ja Rule (Ja Rule) ya heard ni**a 1 Chrous(Ja Rule)2x's Ni**a's live with it money drugs and murda for life B**ches deal with it only lovin' them hoes for the night if you feelin' it get high it's all right.But you can't get it till the day, ride em' high (Memphis Bleek) Yo, you can holla at the dog Haters want to see me fall B**ches want to see me ball Killers they don't want to see me at all If I wasn't rolling with the roc Would you ni**a's pass roc, Yeah birds, or flash glocks I walk around with two mac's,razors,and ice picks Just cause' you ni**a's want to see me hurtin' like them It's all about the benjamins,money,cash,hoes livin' through this sh*t i'm in,ni**a stack dough Street scholar, eight-figga ni**a, white collar gat Ain't the M-E-M-P-H man,b**ch holla back I'm a creature smokin' on hate since it was reefer Drug a** flow, like I've been cuffed with Eta Mark a** ni**a don't want parts of this ni**a Spark with this ni**a, blaze bark with this ni**a Me and Ja Rule f**kin' you hoes is what these guys do Ain't the type to buy you,mommy how are you? Slide cock inside you supply you, with ten b**ches times two I'm a motherf**king animal 2-(Same chrous with different wording)2x's Ni**a's live with money,drugs,and murda for life B**ches deal with it,only lovin' them hoes for the night If your feelin' get high it's all right Ni**a's can't get it to the day ride em' high (Ja Rule) F**k, the world cause it ain't quite ready for me I'm livin' my life niggas take a look at these eyes witness What it's like to be real ni**a's Guns,drugs,hot slugs,coke rugs Want some, get some, bad enough, pop some, ni**a F**k around with Ja and may get hit up Tearing your whole clique up, then we clip up Ni**a that's what the murder, Ni**a that's us What the f**k? Is you ready to die right now Ni**a? Make you feel my style ni**a Growin' up with wild Brooklon and Queens L niggas Hit em, any ni**a that breathe room reel em wit' hot ones Ain't no ni**a like me, who you ridin' with? Rollin' nothing but hot sh*t,yo' b**ch my b**ch Only difference is b**ches on my dick, blow dick How Icock spread it, hoes love that sh*t You sel-a-bid I turn you in to the freakyist b**ch Have you topless ,dancing in bars naked for dollars Y'all b**ches know how my style is, always in some foul sh*t RULE b**ch let the world know when I spit Nothing but the murderous ,live with it (Repeat #2 chrous)2x's (Memphis Bleek) Yo,Yo,Yo Holla what you think of that? B**ch where we freakin' at? Bum chicken I don't speak to that Fly mama i'll creep with that Live with it,lick and hit it, don't stop, get it get it Don't trick it, b**ch would you F**K with it? Brooklon and Queens(it's murda)yo it means mo' killas (it's murda)mo' guns, mo'drugs,mo' real a** ni**a's Holla, don't give a f**k dolla's Ni**a's what you want get it crump blazed stump What the f**k y'all want ni**a? (Ja Rule) None of me cause' i hit em' with too much style In my energy, got ni**a's creating little me's I'm a lot game squeeze Knowing it's my time if I leave and breathe Ni**a's hatin' on mines i'm a nightmare Ni**a's better prepare to die and deal with Ja hollering murda for life (Chorus#2)2x (Ja Rule) Uh,uh,yeah ni**a Ja Rule Memph Bleek Holla Back Roc-A-Fella It's murda,it's murda Uh,uh We out