Ja Rule

Ja Rule - Furious lyrics

Yo

Rule nigga

Ja Rule, O1

<i>[Ja Rule]</i>

Yeah

It's our world, please believe

Niggas ain't real, please believe

It's murda, please believe

I-N-C niggas what's fucking with me?

R-U-L-E love me or hate me baby

Refer to 3:36 baby

That's the rule please niggas don't get it confused

See this game that we playing, y'all playing to lose

Who's next that wanna ride (who)

Spitting (who) how I do niggas (who?) knowin they wanna ride (who)

Rule baby, I've been really outta control lately

If you relating let me hear ya say yea-yaay yea-yaay

Y'all feeling my pain? I've been running wild time and again

Y'all swerve in my lane, I'll pull up and start popping ya brain

Fuck knowin' these broads names, extravengant champagne

Y'all niggas is lame, my niggas ain't sane

Who you fuckin' with?

<i>[Chorus: Ja Rule, O1, Vita]</i>

Ya'll niggas wanna dead (who)

Then wanna ride (who?)

Ya'll know the niggas who steady screaming (fuck you)

It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda

We scream it, we yell it, we living murda murda murda

Ya'll ain't feelin (who)

Ya'll don't like (who)

Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screaming (fuck you)

It's murda murda, you know it's murda murda

We live it, we breathe it, we screaming murda murda murda

<i>[Ja Rule]</i>

Murder Inc is my blood

We go through the pain together by any means

Popping it hot at whoever or so it seems

Niggas that getting hot not this hot nigga very hot

See it in your eyes niggas ready to die

But as long as I'm alive I'm putting this on my life

For niggas that ain't right they get it upon sight

If ya know me then you know we pop away

Cock and pop again baby, men will be men

I spit off 10 fuck it give 'em the 16

Like my guns dirty and hands clean

Loose bitches in tight jeans

Old money and crack fiends was a fetish

Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit

Fuck it I'm living my life on the edge

Got one in the head plus a nigga's fed 'nuff said

I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this

Rule baby, 3:36

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[O1]</i>

We are the world's most dangerous niggas alive

All of my niggas bang with us and let's ride

Muthafuckas will war but not many survive

Cuz 50 shots tearing through the side of ya ride

Cuz we are (murderers)

Muthafucka you heard player (murderers)

Popping collars in air

Popping shots through ya rearview

Bullets, they tear through

Got niggas wondering like "What the fuck did I do?"

So niggas wanna go and get they man cuz they can't do this shit

Because they ain't got no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit

Niggas like you probably snitch, do a nigga then get rich

Niggas like you always fit 6 feet deep inside a ditch

There ain't nothing fucking with this ya know why?

Nigga I just came into the game ready to die

Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule

Popping shots through the sun roof screaming "fuck you"

<i>[Chorus]</i>

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