Yeah. What y'all n***az want
street sh**, Memph Bleek sh**, Ja rule sh**
You heard n***a
It's all real in the field n***a
[Chorus]
n***az live wit it, money d** and murdah for life
b**hes deal with it, only lovin them hoes for the night
If your feeling it, get high its alright
but you can't get it, until the day of our demise
[repeat]
[Memphis Bleek]
You can holler at the dog haters wanna see me fall
b**hes wanna too see me ball k**ers they don't wanna see me at all
If I wasn't rolling with the rock
Will you n***az pa** rock share birds or flash glocks
I walk around wit two Mac's, razors and icepicks
Just cause you n***az want to see me hurtin like them
Its all about the benjamins money cash hoe's
livin through this sh** i'm in n******g stack doe
Street scholar, eight figure n***a white collar cat
ain't the M-E-M-P-H man, b**h holla back
I'm a creature smoking on hay since it was reefer
Drug a** flow like I was cut wit ether
Mark a** n******g don't want a part of this n***a spark with this n***a
blaze bark wit this niga
Me and Ja Rule f**in you hoe's is what these guys do
Ain't the type to buy you, mommy how you, slide co*k inside you
supply you with ten b**hes times two, I'm a motherf**in animal
[Chorus 2x]
[Ja Rule]
f** the world cause it ain't quite ready me
I'm living my life n***az take a look at these eyes
Witness what it is to be real n***az
guns, d**, hot slugs, coke runs, want some, get some
Bad enough buy some n***a
f**ing around with Ja and Bleek and get hit up
Tearing your whole clique then we clip up
n***a thats what these Murderers n***a that's us
What the f**, is you ready to die right now n***a?
Know you feelin my style n***a
Run wit nothing but wild Brooknam and Queens Isle n***az
Hit em any n******g that breath rule riddel em wit hot one
Ain't n***a like me, who you riding wit?
Rolling nothing but hot sh** your b**h my b**h
Only difference is b**hes on my dick blow dick
How I co*k spread hit ho's love that sh**, you celibate
I'll turn you into the freakest b**h
Have you topless dancing in bars naked for dollars
Y'all b**hes know what my style is
Always on some foul sh**, Rule b**h
Let the world know
When I spit nothing but that murderous live wit it
[Chorus 2x]
[Memphis Bleek]
Hol-la! What you think of that, b**h where we freakin at
Bum chick don't speak to that, fly momma creep wit that
Live with it n***a hit it, don't stop get it get it
Don't tricking b**hing, would you f** with it
Brooknam and Queens
Yo, it means more k**in, more guns, more d**, more real a** n***az
HOLLA don't give a f**, DOLLAS n***az what you want get it
Crump blaze skunk, what the f** y'all want n***a!
[Ja Rule]
None of me cause, I hit em wit to much style
And my energy got these n***az creatin lil me's
I'm a lock and squeeze know that its my time
If I leave air breath n***az haten on mines
I'm a nightmare n***as better prepare to die
And deal wit Ja hollerin Murda 4 life!
[Chorus 2x]
Uhh yeah
Ja Rule, Memph Bleek
Holla back, Roc-a-Fella
Its Mur-da, Its Mur-da uh uh
We out