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Текст песни FunkMaster Flex f Ja Rule The Murderers - Feelin the Hate

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* uncredited, but +probably+ Charli Baltimore[Funkmaster Flex]Murder Inc baby[Tah Murdah]Y`all motherfuckers know what this shit isTake over nigga (gimme that shit man)Funk Flex niggaMurder Inc niggaTah Murdah, Black Child, C.B., O1And my nigga Ja Rule[Black Child & Tah Murdah]Yeah put your motherfuckin fingers in the air, we hereAnd it`s money and murda all yearYo it`s nothing but the money, gettin cash you feel usA hundred mill is deep all black we killersNothing but the realer niggaz and we after skrillaSo if you in the path or blockin the cash, block and we blastBitch nigga throw em up, we still don`t give a fuckThis is Flex shit we party reckless you can`t exitAnd all my nillas if you willin to win it like we in itThrow your guns up, throw em up, and fuck keepin the chome tuckedSpit on some shit and shatted and tear your bones upCadillac Escalade sittin on dubs, chromed upWe blow dro in the no-smoking sectionsToting weapons, smokin sessionsNigga better respect it or the paramedics be pressing on your chestWhen you gasp for breathe minutes away from deathRemorseless, yeah never the lessWhen I spit shit`ll rip through your leather and vestAll my 70`s babies on Henny and Haze Feel me baby, I was slingin twenties in the shadeKillers hate me, niggaz wanna see me in my graveNiggaz make me, wanna grab the milly and sprayI`m a Pov City hustler, I`m from the Woodhull guttersWhich means it`s still murda motherfucker[Chorus: Ronnie Bumps]Have you ever had a pussy nigga runnin his mouthThat`s a nigga that you kill, let him die down southGet in there, catch the body, spit it and bounceI`m druged up of an ounce of `dro, I want doughAnd the same niggaz who killed your pops, kill em allStop, wait, multiply the eightFeelin the hate, walls come out, get on oneProper, killer, copper, shit has just begun[C.B.]What, what..What the fuck, been a menace since +Volume III+When I was un un un`nin, pussy second comingWho the fuck what want it wit`chaChrome twenties on a squad of ducksSittin spittin fifty get wit meBitch hustle nigga, earn stripesMe and Chi-ha gunnin a turnpike, turn rightHit that brickball, hardcore, platinum dogI get in ya, fuck a stage, ya murderer kill these bars[O1]As far as the dough go I`m hungry, I need this breadI ain`t sharin with none of y`all, I`m killin niggaz insteadPoppin lead, somebody`s gonna wind up deadHard drugs over the edge, I`m out of my headY`all niggaz ready to die?I`m layin niggaz down flat, you`ll be dead in the skyNiggaz ain`t built for crimeNiggaz ain`t built for street life, so fuck five micsFuck pigs, fuck police, murda for life nigga[Chorus][Ja Rule]Motherfuckers, I`m untearable and I`ll piss on youThat heat you spit, I spits that tooPut three in you, match yo` nameIt`s really the Rule nigga that pops them thangsFor real, it`s in my bloodline ready to killCause nigga I happen to know youIt`s about time I expose youThe world over, you fraudulent niggaz it`s all overGet ready, the hostile murderers take overYou scared but don`t knowCause I like sendin my slugs in excess, and makes the wet stepsI, mack cold blooded and bitches I fucks love itI`ll asssassinate your character and think nothin of itI`m a Murderer, niggaz must not value they lifeCause I`m a Murderer, niggaz best be ready to dieI`m a Murderer, niggaz scared it`s all in they eyesFunk Flex, I-N-C, it`s murda for life[Tah Murdah]My nigga BJRonnie BumpsMy nigga PreMy nigga DirtyFunk Flex niggaFunk Flex nigga

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