Hussein Fatal:
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Yeah My Nigga Rule, Hussein Fatal
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The outlaw don in this piece motherfucka
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I wanna welcome yall niggaz back to the streets (Its Aight)
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you'se confused for a minute but here we are
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My nigga Cadd in this motherfucker
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I Got My niggas man
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THE BRICKS City
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Bitch, Ride Out
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Ja Rule:
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The Life (3x)
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Yo What up world its Rule public enemy Number 1
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Its Cool my new best Friend is my pistol
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and anybody that want it i got chus
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runnin the inc over ya head dont make me gun but it
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do u like manolo put two in ya stomach
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flash the burner on bitches like stacks of hundreds
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im livin my life my life
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what better than ice an hell
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when you cookin up coke to sell
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it'll be the little statistics of pictures of prince
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sellin for me to keep the operation pissed
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we enourmous someone said the inc is murderous
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you dont want us to strap up and blaze the strip
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but if need be we bang out like bloodz in crips
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strap on the nozzles and extend the clips
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murda meets gangsta shit
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and all my niggaz that live it from hood to hood
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bang to this nigga
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Chorus:
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The Life (Echoes)
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Wetha you blood or cuz
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we all gangsta
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The Life (Echoes)
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Wetha You dope or coke
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we all slang drugs
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Hussein Fatal:
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Im the posta child im suppose to wild
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with the toast im foul
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im murder inc mob money
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like Oprah style
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look here back to the block
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to get that green
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put a hole through a nigga shoulder as soon as the beam glow
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prolly raid u in the face
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give me a break imma rapper out here to stay
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dont make me do what i say
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jus let me say what i do
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cuz imma put it in a rhyme everytime i got to spray up your crew
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i aint lickin off shots to warn em
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jus a pop straight to the dome
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on the real G-unit nigga glock and all
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hoes believe im the one to get
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stupid in the booth with rule i told yall there was a gun in this bitch
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now i expose how scary u niggas is
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and when u want the biz my brick city outlaws will bury u niggas
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im so cool when i be doin my numbers
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Caddilac Tah:
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yea,
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motherfucker
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with the k in the waist
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and shells get to droppin
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u better duck and get up poppin or get left with the cops
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gagnsta yeah put that first
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put a nigga dick in the dirt
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lace shots to the face hopin he shook gay
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john doe unidentified i always hit em high when i dump let it fly
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hit em once with the 45 nigga i had a picture on top of the coffin
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murder inc bolsters
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Chorus:
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The Life (Echoes)
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Wetha you blood or cuz
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we all gangsta
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The Life (Echoes)
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Wetha You dope or coke
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we all slang drugs
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The Life (Echoes)
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wetha you home or stuck up
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you still gone fuck
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Niggaz dont want it with us cuz its murda
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James Gotti:
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u think you hard as fuck
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but when the slug hit u dead if ya name aint armored truck
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murder inc outlaws and the floys is here bang bang shoot em up or boys is near
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stampedin anything in our way will attract war
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if you smart you'll slide over like handicap doors
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i aint a killer i jus spark alot
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so when i squeeze im turnin your whole block into a parkin lot
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understand im the grimey floy wanna trip to death then try me for it
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crazy since 94
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thats why cats dont hang around me like chinese stores
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one step ahead of you get more guys
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u strap wit 44's we strapped wit 45's
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fuck talk get the chalk out
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you'll be lucky if u able to crawl or walk out
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Ja Rule:
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i live the mob life
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so when i pop up in your life and i pop twice
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get down i spits more than rounds
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and niggas bleed heavier than hoes on they period
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this sound gotta move faster than ferious
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but nah i aint ludacris
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im here to let you niggas no i aint new to this
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gun but ya bitch
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thats the way i get down beieve my style
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its murda clap a nigga then hide the burna
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lern ya balm ya like imbalmin fluid
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intil your limbs feel the loss of movement
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in the hospital critical livin again its murda
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yea gun subliminal style and bang with nothin but criminals
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its rule nigga u no these other cats is pitiful
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the rap gods is spiritual
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the god is ja rule lets not get it confused
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Chorus:
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The Life (Echoes)
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Wetha you blood or cuz
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we all gangsta
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The Life |