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Текст песни Ja Rule f Chink Santana, Young Life - Emerica

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[Newsman]Extra, extraExtra, extraHear all about itJa Rule has just been elected the President...Of the united ghetto`s of EmericaAnd this is what he had to say at presstimeAt press time this is what Ja Rule had to sayAmerica...[Chorus 2X: Ja Rule]Welcome to Emerica(Don`t hate me) Cuz I done made this world what it`s gon beWelcome to Emerica(Don`t hate me)Cuz I done made this world what it`s done to me[Ja Rule]Niggaz, if I could pledge my allegiance to the, United Ghettoesof the Emerica, go on sell ya drugsCuttin taxes for strippers and thugsIt`s all good, room for mayor in all hood and as well I shouldI make it publicly desmist understoodWhen they caught me gettin high in the back of the ho-telWas you freakin them ho`s?Well, I just say I was gettin a lil head but so whatBill and Hillery stay for them stillsThat`s a down ass bitch for yaWash em with some soap and waterAnd return them dirty bra`s to their rightful ownerNow that`s creep shitOne over one, I got this broad on the one-o-oneShe`s botherin, so don`t even come up in hereCuz shes contious, no nonsenseShe like to choke on the dick, and the lungs on the constantGettin the W1`s you church girlProda stant, it`s aiight ma you rollin wit the Inc.[Chorus][Young Life]Yeah I`m here can you tell?Mo` niggaz livin, livin in ??? in EmericaI`m never gonna feel, Nigga I`m tellin yaYoung Life is a compeditorAnd is into real my niggaz headed up hillI`m lettin you know shit`s realI came into the game copped a dealAimin to get this shit stillIt ain`t been a minute I ain`t been highAnd I haven`t handled my buisnessHow I been fuckin you bitches rightYeah you witnesses my lifeImperial night, in the ghetto holdin my medal tightStill, in EmericaRemilitary is terror nigga holds his medalOf his never be availibleThat easy I`m a editor, restin up with the best of emMinds of them bitches that stress givin em hard sexI`m set for life, the lightin ho`s that writeAnd hit the mic, not over nightYou get the gift to be the best of something like(Enough in Emerica) Young Life is comin homeMotherfuckers prepare to die[Chorus][Chink Santana]Niggaz hit that crack houses hustlers and hoesNo youngins up on the corners nigga smokin them bonesI`m rattin away wit knots comin up, what`s no pills?That`s why they`ll find your ass slumped in the blacks of villeBut still, I spot that paper Jo, Blowin my weedAnd ain`t a thing a mother need is gotta be meBut now days these lil youngins rollin on EAnd a nigga that supplyin that is who runs the streetsNow look, this ain`t no crack dayI gotsa come up on the stash and get back manCuz I done witness all this shit that they say them ho`s doFuckin wit X, like finger fuckin that hot glockWhile she swallow her titBut real, there nigga want his dick sucked?Bitches is why bitches turn that rehold into a intrick (It`s pimp shit)No limp dick, just a gangsta fuckWhy the murder put some major bust biatch[Chorus]Welcome to Emerica...

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