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Текст песни Ja Rule - Niggas & Bitches

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Текст песни Ja Rule - Niggas & Bitches

[Intro - Ja Rule - talking]Yeah ... ha, uh huhYou know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin nigga (gangsta shit)Nigga Terry what's goin on niggaLet me talk to 'em for a minute (Murder Inc. bosses in the building)Yeah, haha( )[Chorus]Niggas! Grip the iron and keep it cockedBitches! Work your clit keep that pussy hotCause it's all about the benjamins and nobody ain't doin it like usC'mon what y'all want?Niggas! Grip the iron and keep it cockedBitches! Work your clit keep that pussy hotCause it's all about sex, money, and murderBitches that burn ya, niggas with burnersCocked and let go![Verse 1]Fuck all y'all motherfuckin bitch ass niggasI'm talkin to whoever wanna be ridin my dickAnd you know your gon' get it as hot as I spit itIt's the Rule and nobody wanna be bothered withIf I hit 'em in every direction with four fifthsWill expend like 45's with compact discs (c'mon)It's a disappointment to see niggas flip on Rule like they double jointedWhen I'm one of rap's anointedWho else used to order it all on the dickLike when I come through with spinners on the sixAnd got bitches bouncin like Ronnie in TricksBut some whores in this game really don't make senseBomb roof and via Cal's and clonin EmsBut when bullets go through your film, we break your limbsA horror show, yeah picture thisCause I guess you can't see it, it's Murder again[Chorus][Verse 2]Rule I fuck with bitches in Manolos and thick Louie Vuitton logosCause I don't love these hoesI'm above and beyond everything that your seeinAnd I'm the only real nigga left rappin this freakinIf I could be one of the seasons, you'd call me summerThe way I bang the heater out the back of the HummerThe bull just move like runners from city block to city blockLayin down the foundation for what's really hotY'all niggas really not on my level (c'mon)I'm like slugs when they pierce the metal, you see sparks (what)My voice is a brush, they hear it it's like artAnd nobody can really tell the twins apartI call one Nina, other one Santa MariaI might roll up on your set, dump and lean yaMy bitch is cocked to bang men in VirginiaDon't make me run up on ya, put a few in ya[Chorus][Verse 3]Yeah, yeah, yo, Murder's outlaw, that guess I get a city's a broadsSo I push the Porsche high and truck to courtHolla at the judge if the judge made a bad decisionI feel like the nigga that triggerin guns with mittensIt's hard to get done, I'm hearin that security runsaround 30K, if they don't get hit with an AKAnd found out that the security's runnin another wayLike with me, it's Murder, probablyIf I could drop in to manslaughter get a bail and fleeCause my downess says bitch up, let her handle the pick upSnow cone the country leave no market untouchedCall me drugs if this is how they pushin us raftersBut I don't do it cause I need it, I do it cause I want moreDefinition is greed, I do it cause I want yoursAnd y'all niggas is teasin, y'all don't really want warBut if you really do, your gonna need a lot more[Chorus - 2X][Outro - Ja Rule - talking]Faggots, haha (Panna Banana what up)Yeah, shout out to my nigga 01 (my nigga Holla, I see you baby)Baby, you know what I mean? My nigga Black Child (Joe, what up nigga)Big Caddillac, my motherfuckin partner my brotherWhat up Gotti, you know how we gonna do these niggasYou ain't got to pick up no mic either my niggaI got this, I got these niggas GottiHolla back nigga [laughing]Yeah, uh, yo my nigga Burns in the buildingBlow somethin up nigga [fades out]

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Niggas & Bitches

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