(Ja Rule)
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Buck 89 on the boards . . . what up Buck
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Word to God, Hussein, what up nigga
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Haha, life is good . . . a yo
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It's a reality that . . . all the real niggaz
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Have to smash on the bitch niggas
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And you know I like to call this The Wrap,
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hehe, yeah, uh, yeah
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(Verse)
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It's a Wrap and any men that don't wanna get clapped
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Better not violate the camp, get shot down by chance
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I'm real advanced with that cock and blast
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Cause the feds wont look back, for cleaning cash
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What cashes we cleansing, it's all about the Benjamins,
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what If it's dirty then we rincing it off
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You niggaz don't give a fuck, mobbed up in H2s
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Niggaz is tlaking shit, aw bitch, that's old news
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They say I rap to rhythm and blues
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But when I turn on the radio, I hear y'all niggaz rappin'
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it too
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He's like "Baby can you give it to me"
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Nah, I'ma give it to you
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The same way that we gave it to Proof
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The same way that we gave it to Loose
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Put that bang, bang, bang to use nigga
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Cause Rule's the truth nigga, for show
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Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
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Hit 'em in retro, throwback like West 'Paul
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Niggaz wanna ball, but can't on the West Coast
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Dre Day's been dead a long time ago
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Respect the Inc/Row/Rap-A-Lot collabo
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Just know that you nigga ain't save on the globe
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And while the world probes, I arrest verse I.N.C.
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I'm still wishing y'all the R.I.P.
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Can I Live, for I D.I.E.
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I'm talkin', M.O.B, murder inc balls so
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Count your losses
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(Fatal Hussein)
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Now before they start runnin' they lips
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I thought I should warn these motherfuckers,
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there's a gun in this bitch
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And I know he's got one on his hip
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But I got the drop, and outside, Rule got the Drops
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All it takes is a cock and a pop
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Money for bail, ain't seeing no more sales
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Instead, I'm poppin' on Yahts
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They told me J.Prince runnin' the south
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And I'm beast from the east, that'll come and put a
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gun in your mouth
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I got bricks for days, dicks to make a bitch behave
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Had to baldhead my shit threw, had to switch the waves
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Just that quick, slip and the mac spit, bladdat
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Four up in they chest and reload while they back flip
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We in this together, bad weather, rippin' the storm
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They some dictionary rappers, they just spittin' the norm
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You supposed to know the La Costra Nostra flow
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I did it, cause I lived it, you can quote the flow
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Hit your six up with sixteen in sixty seconds
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Get your whips up, we split beams, keep fifty weapons
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To you coppers that's posin' a threat
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Fire up the air, wholes in the tec
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to put a hole in your neck
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See I rep for the four forty but I'm about the five
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Ride by, blazin' out the five, nigga I'm so cool
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Bitches say, Hizzy, you remind me of the old school
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In the club posted, snatching hoes with no jewels
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Nigga
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(Ja Rule talking)
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You know
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As the world turns, these bitch niggaz is runnin'
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and hiding and shit
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(You know these motherfuckers be ducking' hidin')
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But I'm fucking chasin y'all faggots
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All across the globe (Smashing they ass)
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Out the back of BET, out the back of clubs
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Nigga, you ain't POPPIn' BUB IN NO MOTHERFUCKIN'
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CLUBS, nowhere
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NIGGA, BE HONEST WITH YOURSELF you FUCKING CLOWNs
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You niggaz is fucking clowns, y'all ain't gonna nowhere
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I'm right here, I'm right here, huntin' you'll motherfuckin'
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Bitch ass niggaz down, it's a wrap niggaz, it's a wrap
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niggaz
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it's a wrap niggaz, it's a wrap niggaz
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A yo, this nigga, this nigga runnin' around talkin' about
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"I got shot nine times, I got shot"
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Want everybody to be motherfuckin' sympathetic
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A yo 50, pull your skirt down B,
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A yo, Niggaz get shot everday b, you tough? HAHAHA
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Yeah ... Murder Inc shit . . . bitch ass nigga
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WE OUT
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The Wrap ( featuring Hussein Fatal, Freestyle )
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| Ja Rule |
