Yeah! Uh, it's on now, haha
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Yeah, haha, Ja Rule
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Niggas let me in baby, it's on now
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My niggas
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Def Jam niggas, Russel Simmons niggas
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Leo Cole, haha yeah
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Real shit, all my thug niggas
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Big Pre, Big Chaz, motherfuckin black hands
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Check it
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[Verse 1]
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For the first time in my life, I feel the love from my
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Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
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It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
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Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
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Don't get it fucked up, I'm as hot as it gets
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I make hits while y'all niggas best shit be the skits
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Can't be serious, tryin to see Ja with blindfolds
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I take em off, I'm lookin at you with your eyes closed
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You can't see to know, my niggas get dough
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Live fast, set you up and rob you slow
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Can I, be forgave for cursin your name?
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Will I, be the last nigga to shed my pain?
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If not, I'm a spit flames till I'm dead and the angels sing
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Cuz when you hot that's what this game'll bring
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And I'm sick with this, my flow is fuckin ridiculous
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When Ja's on the premesis niggas is gon get it
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For the fearless, you a little hard headed, you needs to feel it
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Clap on em, let these niggas know you dead serious
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Niggas comin at who? Ja Rule?
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Nigga what the fuck, you brand new? You ain't know?
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Hoes get dicked, properly dealt with
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Meanin you die slow, like I'm givin out hives in stereo
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Clue, world class dinero, dress it up
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Put it on the streets like rock that's chopped up
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What the fuck?
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Yeah, all my niggas locked down
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Chris Black, Black Child, Big Snails
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Robo Jus, Big Rail
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Yeah, all my niggas
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[Verse 2]
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This young blood here came up hustlin
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Livin corrupted, lickin shots and fuckin
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You live to love it, once you're Armor All-in
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Your low pros on your west C 400
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Residential rolly flooded, with carats
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Time to get this pimp shit established
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You hoes don't know? I'm extravagant livin lavish
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Alias Don (?) Barnes, hun, funds unlimited
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Backed by my 'preme team crime representatives
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We in this, to settle some sure unfinished business
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With deadly intentions, redemption
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Rollin live Rovers with new suspension, over niggas
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When I quest for nine digit figures
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Bitch, we poppin Cham', Cristal, caddy corner from Jigga
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Yeah, we them provacative, million dollar click niggas
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Up the emmys, prefer crew with linen
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Love the devil and women I keep em sinnin
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God forgive me, just as filthy as the next nigga
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No excuses, but just put in work for Lex Lugers
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Laptop computers, the power of smack
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This wasn't Compton, look how they snatched black on falls back
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I feel that, you like a part of me that I need back
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In prison, out of control but driven
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This is Def Jam niggas, recognize, we out
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Survival Of The Illest Intro
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| Ja Rule |
