(Ja Rule and Vita)
Yo (we murderers, baby)
Da Murderers (I here for you, baby)
I.N.C. (I'll ryde for you, baby)
Vita, Ja Rule
[Hook]
(Ja Rule and Vita)
I be running and gunning them down (we murderers, baby)
Leave me or love me now (I'm here for you baby)
Anywhere, anyhow (I'll ryde for you baby)
You and I together, and we blast forever
{2x}
(Ja Rule)
Ja's the dream and n***a's wake up and sweats its about
Horse head in your bed, n***a
Gun your mouth
Potty it out
Wrong n***a
Spit one more thang and have your hood pouring out liqour
Cause my n***as run through lesbians
n***as, that act like brawds
Feel the strip and thus be gone
Hold up, n***a that done spread up
You might wanna keep in touch with the murderers
Cause we, the murderers I.N.C
Is above yall n***as, it's the lord in me
And we can never be at a love's lost
But you, showed me love ain't boss
Feel the force
This young horse
Known as rule
Gave more paper to jigga for my ewls
And lord knows ain't no p**y going to stop my flow
I don't love you hoes, I'm out the door
[Hook]
(~Vita~)
You that motherf**ing b**h, Vita n***a
You want me to ryde you n***a
Clap up and hide you n***a
Been beside my n***as for this long
I'm keeping my head right and tight and doe long
I can go on, about sh** I've been through
Transponed, keys are in too
sh** I got issues
If I pop a b**h
Then she probably a snitch
L-A-V-I-T-A-A-A-K-A Taday Vallet sh**
When my n***as from my b**hes
Sold d** from n***as to the murderes
I'm the b**h, sometimes I even spit on chicks
Cause in the clubs, I sip Crys', and I piss the sh**, baby
I know your brawds been feeling me, lately, now livin and lay
Cause I touch them with gun blades, dark is us
Any light, shine, we bust
Vita, Gotti and Rule, we make up the murderers
[Hook x2]
(~Vita~)
The reasons why I pop between the lie
Be the same reasons I clap off the nines
Roll up on bronx, like, who da hot b**h
And stock, with some sweats, humpin out on sixth
(Ja Rule)
That's it, go head baby, floss out b**hes
But me, I'm continue to clap n***as
Strike and heavy hitters that, play the field, reveal
Pull that weapon and re-keep the seal
(Vita and Ja Rule)
It's murder to the end (It's murder for life)
Only Jesus Christ made us a strong sacrifice
These n***as I die for, lies to the fed form
Set out these b**h n***as, I pick them in bad form
(Ja Rule)
Baby, I'm long gone, but I'm loyal
For the love that you show your b**hes
And spread to your thugs
And they tongue kiss slugs
When the f**ing wit us
You crazy, that's why (We Murderers baby!)
[Hook x2]