Текст песни Ja rule - Holla Holla (Remix), слова песни Ja rule

Текст песни Ja rule - Holla Holla (Remix)

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[Ja Rule]IT`S MURDA![Jay-Z]Yeah yeah, Hova HovaWe takin over soldier, told ya it`s murdaaI`m here for that paper playa, fuck one timeI`m here ta break ya playa one nineMake ya scream and holla partnerWhen I block ya partnerWhen I squeeze niggaz breathe like {*ahh-hah, ahh-hah*}We the realest niggaz we killaz niggazWe Murderers, feel us?[Vita]Vita Vita to all of my bitchesthat`s ready to flip dollars dollarsLemme hear you holla hollaGunshots pop up like it`s murdaJa`s a murderaI`m the murderous bitchSemi semi automatic in my Fendi Fendi bag for any any hoes feelin envy envy if you choose to but I got some killers that`ll bury and use you It`s murda!![Black Child]Nigga we do this for the doe doe, hurtin hurtinY`all niggaz is curtains curtainsWhen the pound kick, round spit hit the ground quickPlaya playa I hate a hater whose flow flow is so-soMidget niggaz who grow slowFire fire when I spit, full clipNiggaz wet em wet em whoever holdin the coke we`ll dead em dead emAll my thug niggaz and thug bitches This all it takes for paper if you feelin meChorus: Ja Rule (repeat 2X)(holla holla) All my niggaz thats ready to get (dollars dollars) Bitches know who can get em a little(hotta hotta) Come on, if you rollin wit me (follow follow) It`s murda..[Memphis Bleek]Yeah, yeahNiggaz neva neva, seen a killa like BleekYou could get it get it in a second on these streetsNow it`s Memphis Memphis and my gun bust tremendousYou aint you aint on my dick shorty but yo friend isIt`s murda murda for lifeMe and Ja nigga hold that hold thatNiggaz ain`t ready to die with us get it get itMake em feel it feel it all 16 comin from my .45 digits[Tah Murda]Make you holla black cal is all about a dollaDollars dollars nigga I`m from homocide HollisHate hoes that love to swallow swallowWe original robbers robbers wit revolversSippin Henny and Remi and Remi wit anyWit Tah spittin the semi spittin the semiIn any anybody could spit it spit it ebut can he live it live it It`s murda motherfucker don`t forget it!Chorus 2X[Busta Rhymes]Murda murda, yo, yo-yo yoNow what you `bout to do?Lay you out on a stretcherI betcha that when I get ya I`ll make y`all niggaz leak from my lyrical lectureand treasure the moment feel pleasure from when I wet ya (WHAT!)Split ya cardiovascular up from the bullets we sent ya Listen we dishin our flava we cookin da kitchen (what!)Like we cookin and breakin our la-ast pot we got to piss inI`m bout to cop an ounce of weed (how many wanna chip in?!)And get a bunch of wild murderin niggaz time is all we need to be flippin[Ja Rule]Neva eva before foreWhatever reason you think you law Lord tell em I`ma nigga that clip it cock it and dead emI`ma behead em for no flow, wet em if they dry slowFunny style niggaz I`ll lift like lo-lo`sThen pimp yo broke hoes (whoa!)I`ma I`ma pop pop and leave leave niggaz gagged and shotWhy why the fuck not I`m a Murderer murderin any and everything that`s in my way -- holla holla

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Holla Holla (Remix)

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