Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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Ja Rule, Uh
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Shade and Irv Gotti
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Niggas don't want none of this
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[Ja Rule]
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Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow
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Like cocaine, cutiepies powder they nose
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I've been preaching to the stars
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Ladies be livin real harder
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A lot of icons, but consider me God
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Born in the seventies
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The eighties was growing wit time
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Now it's two G nigga
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And the world is mine
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I was a smart nigga
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Figured if he put me on the spot
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Wit hot shit bubble me up till I rock
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Come put me on the block
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In a new form and new sound
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For Ja Rule and I'm feeling like I'm too strong
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I move on down to D.C., V.A.
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And I even did as far as Californ-I-A
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Come to shit
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They fly, they float, they snort, they smoke
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Hustle, bag and mope
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For more
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Down the freeway racing out of control, it's crazy
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When you fucking wit Rule it's shady
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[Chorus]
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Niggas if you hustle and stick 'em
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It's your life
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Bitches if your Fuckin and striping
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It's alright
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We all got to eat
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So live your life
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Niggas
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It's alright
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Bitches
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It's your life
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[Shade Sheist]
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Now I got to hit you wit some other shit
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Sentinella gutta shit
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Four sides of the chrome
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Flows smack you wit the rubber grip
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Never been a nigga, niggas wanna play they cards wit
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See me in the dark whip
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Better go call your guards quick
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Better go hit the block and tell them bitches that shisty shit
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Known the freaks face like that yellow bezel ice shit
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Similar response, yo that kid spit the nicest
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Baby re-intice this, CD's raise they prices
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Make a nigga chain, oaid off in a different name
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Maid think they got flame, Shade just hit the brain
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Me and Ja fucked around and made the teams A-list
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Two niggas from two sides, like a 7/10 split bitch
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[Chorus 2x]
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[Ja Rule]
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Niggas from the East
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Christ from the gun to the mics
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I'm living my life
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Running through hell wit no ice
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It's a sin
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But I'd sell my lost soul to win
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Go to bed and die
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Then I'd wake up breathing again
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Cause I'm all in
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Even though shit ain't right
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I wake up sweatin my life every night
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Help me, is it the devil that going to get me
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Or is it God don't feel like being bothered wit me
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So hard to hit me, this life a sacrifice
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If I grow blind through the dark my kids gonna see the light
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If I die young it's cause a nigga too high strung
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Got scary love for gun wit too much weed in my lungs
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And still niggas screaming Ja the one, the chosen
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The God's only begotten son, it's my life
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[Chorus 2x]
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It's Your Life
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| Ja Rule |
