Ja Rule - Die Lyrics
Money aint never been nothing, I hit the block if this shit get ugly and itAint never been in my heart to let niggas thug me hit the dealer and cop aDrop if the eyes is buggy and pull up in front of the spot cause the mommiesLove me its gangsta yeah and aint no nigga gone match me stocky chubby niggaVoice real raspy I see uou real flashy but that aint gone last nigga pop fireOff shots and thats your ass nigga its war now thats why I keep the fourWith long nozzle 600 bad ***** on it holding down the throttle and ***** thatBeef shit cause some beef wont die and some niggas will say they gangsta butThey wont rise so why its hard for you to decide Ill let it fly 40 shots hitYour ride up hit the tropics and hide up under palm trees to white sandEverything is a price man you snipe when bullets are piping hot when its yourFlesh it begin warming you nw die mother*****er die! cause Im tired of warningYou!Yeah we hear now-die mother*****er-dont get scared now die-mother*****er blackChild Im off parole its murder now in a hood near you about to burn it downWord to God it feels like Im from every hood cause when you ghetto your ghettoWith gats you good sell cracks if you could bust your gat when you should itsFor my blacks from the bricks back to inglewood we eat together nigga ***** theCrossroads in this world my flow is another lost soul my shit sounds like shotsFrom a 4 pound for these ***** clowns its war now its all about paper thatsMy issue ***** peace you can have a piece of the pistol.Chorus (2x)Everybody gone die but nobody want dead (die mother*****er die) its your lifeEverybody wanna live but they wanna live scared (die mother*****er die) thatsYour lifeNiggas know the truth rule raises the roof cause I pop more shots than abdulRauf and when the concludes I bring closure to the situ come thru squeeze 8 outThe stolen black pinto niggas know my mental kill or be killed head for theHills but dont never slide down it if you to high ground it (puff, puff) uhhh!Is how it sounded 2 shots thru and silent and 1 nigga stripped of his talentNew *****ing yiddy city the sex and violence where first time offenders getFloated to the island and one time give a nigga one time breathe wrong and aNigga have a blown mind I blow lines like an addict bust guns erratic shineBlind like carats rules above average me and this music make a marriage so iThee wed till Im either jailed or dead mother*****ers! feel me niggas!
