Ja Rule - Thangs Gon Change lyrics

first off f** the snitch and the unity thang f** dre formost and eminem plus we all heard it b4 they tired of them now they waitin 4 this thug sh** from rule again and in case u wanna play with the thugs n sh** put a vest on yaself and yo childern n***as be scared to d**h of the murderin n***as who like to put 10 holes in kids and incase yall aint heard about my savages i'll kidnap ya kids throw em' over a bridge get remineses of N-O-T-O-R-I-O-U-S you just lay down slow and we keep bangin rap alot collabo im fed up and i aint eben playin no mo Chours: (thangs gon change)i aint gonna lie when the heat waves high everybodys gotta die (Thangs gon change)u betta believin we stoppin n***az from breathin poppin n***as and leavin (thangs gon change) one way or another we gangstas 4rm the gutter we'll shoot ya and cut (thangs gon change) ja u aint never lied when the heat waves high everybodys gotta die As i sit back relax cuttin crack loadin gats i think about these s**y rappers that im gonna clap ill probably go to jail 4 sendin n***as to jail if i lay banks down yayos gon tell he do ill help him rite then hell tell black cal is black mail rule his tracks sell IG n***a the boss of all costs we get money off of music , murder, and torture who got wat it costs 4 a coffin fifty you a dead man walkin this is extortion we all dent the crime everybodys crying from all of yall dying when the iron start flying and now the public wanna talk about peace but f** peace cuz this n***a has the police and black cal is half man half beast and im gonna give all yall n***as a helpful clipfull peace CHOURS:1x its time to address the public n***as is frontin like when we see em we aint thumpin shots tryna lay sum down homie its nuttin when u dealin wit real gangstas that'll pop and erase ya my dogs aint playin man when ever we see you we leavin ya there aint no after math after the shots cleared n***a we do it poppy bang like crips and bloods and if sh** change i still keep a strap in my waist u betta watch yo mouth b4 i rip ya face off and anybody u wit go jet the f** off yous aint gangstas u sweet as dove soap D plays n games pop the f** off oh u want war everybodys gon get clipped the f** up everybody knows your block got buzzed off we got big guns pay attention roll wit the n***az and bangin on crenshaw