Ja Rule - Murda For Life lyrics

(feat. The Murderers) [Ja Rule] Busta a** n***az Busta a** n***az Let's ride on they a** This is murda for life This is murda for life This is murda for life This is murda for life Hater, it's murda What the f** you gonna do? Murder I-N-C We gangstas y'all playas Now we took your sh** When we start for war [Tah Murdah] Yo, yo, whether y'all n***as feel it my gangsta or not Guns will pop n***as will drop Flip figgas and build stocks And I still rock with n***as that slang them thangs Fasinated by his life and what I could bring It's a good thing when good n***as cling together It's a hood thing guns sling hittin who ever I'm after the cheedar n***as that's someting you must know Get touched for any grand my plans is the gusto (nobody can live) b**h n***a walk with it switch n***a Wound up in the ditch n***a Get f**ing around Throw you body over the bridge And watch you drown Yeah, it's murda when I co*k it back [Black Child] Yo mutherf**as love to hate us We got slugs for traders Big John-Dub paper drug flavors We coke dope mess tabs and ease f** around and I'll open up a spottin spree If I did n***as will probably snitch on me Cuz some of these n***as in the industry Is like b**hes to me Ya'll ain't seen nothing this black since Biggie You never seen gat this big that pretty (Motherf**as) you Murda I-N-C (And I touch) b**h n***as get it for free (Motherf**a) if I can't live n***as die to night It's Black Child, Hollis Ave Murda for life (n***a) [Chorus: Ja Rule] This is murda for life This is murda for life Motherf**as I still don't give a f** This is murda for life This is murda for life n***as I still don't give a sh** This is murda for life This is murda for life Call it what you want Murda Inc the gang n***a This is murda for life This is murda for life Motherf**as I still don't give a f** [Vita] Meditate, light the dro And let this b**h drop the flow So know when you speak how n***as gonna creep And they keep that heat Leave you six feet deep It's a murda thang A Jersey thang Now you how I claim it Burn these thangs Ain't nothing going to change We own this b**h And I never hesate to put it on the b**h And this owned by the motherf**in murda (I-N-C) V-I-T-A and i see no (other choice) But to roll with the homicide For all the drama make sure that you And your mama die [Chorus] [Ja Rule] It's the end of the days for n***as who sh** where they lay Like this b**h with AIDS I paid f** who I hate So when we congrigate The condom breaks For that born mistake You bustas name too late sh**, it's murda That's what we be yelling Sell a million to records To top of these d** we selling (gettin high) f**ing with I-N-C and you (going die) It's murda for life So get it right (ya'll n***as) Known for carring guns We f** (ya'll b**hes) It's thug life we live it With both feet puttin in it We gives more the we gettin Ya'll needs shots to live it n***as you could call us M-U-R-D-E-R-S We put souls at rest and shoot up caskets We dangerous f** with INC you gettin touched Cuz n***as We still don't give a f** This is murda for life This is murda for life This is murda for life This is murda for life You will lie in Hell Where your dead homeboys dwell There's no way to escape There's no way you can escape So rest in peace b**h