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  Text skladby: Ja Rule feat. Black Child-Gun talk
Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and Well fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then Well if you don't like the way it's going down, nigga grip the pounding And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico
Real talk, the INC about to run New York 'Cause there's no real niggaz left to hold the torch Who gon' hold us of, 'cause you don't read newspaper's nigga Lt. Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers Money laundering, tax evade and drug dealers Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
We just niggaz getting money, fucking all the bitches And life and death between a matter of inches
You know That fo' four that handle his business Like capital game, reload and hit them with interest Damn, what so gangsta about these niggaz Now I got the full speed niggaz, led Leave them dead over prayers, or head 'Cause we done fucking these same bitches And you know they talk, and the pillows be my witness My forgiveness, niggaz can't be this stupid It's gun talk, niggaz better get used to it
Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and Well fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then Well if you don't like the way it's going down, nigga grip the pounding And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico
Yeah, I don't care if you're a criminal or a cop, shoot or get shot I'm raised by the plot, product of the hater The gauge and the glock, and I keep a blade I ain't afraid if it pop, the gauge still a gun Married murder one, sleep with the fishes Tasting red rum, young and corrupted Nothing to fuck with, straight out of the gutter With no introduction
Our role models is forced with the hollows Fuck sloths the swallow the fifth a holla The witness and the polla, weed twisting ganja Load up the clip's and flip the corner They Morner, be mourners stay gunner We gangster, gangster point and blank ya' Thank ya', niggaz keep me in the mood To eat a nigga food, I murder with real bombs
Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and Well fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then Well if you don't like the way it's going down, nigga grip the pounding And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico
The nine the cal the pound of coke, niggaz The weed the dope the E' the coke, niggaz The gauge is mine, that's all I know I've been doing this since 9 6, the oldies know This tough load, the 3 8 o's, I let my hoe's hold Keep it in them working, in case I'm legal searching They got worship god, and trust the gun Ask for your forgiveness and send niggaz up
Fucking stick niggaz up, these bitch niggaz touch It's all about violence, real niggaz is silenced And know these niggaz whoes guns got low mileage Got ducked taped, all tied up in their houses I'll make you watch while I fuck the spouse This ain't business, it's personal, gun talk When I holla you're the first to know How many hoes, and how much blood has been lost of
Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the nine and Well fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then Well if you don't like the way it's going down, nigga grip the pounding And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the calico