[Intro - Ja Rule]
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Yeah, yeah.. haha yeah!
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I gotta get my headphones
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All my gangsta niggaz is in the building on this one!
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You know! Yeah yeah ya know
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It's real!! Hussein what's happ'nin nigga?
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I see you, aight Shadow what's poppin BLAT!!
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Haha haha, yeah my nigga O-1 in the motherfucking house
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Jody in the house (Jody Mack!)
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My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up!?!
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Blackchild what up!?!
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I'd like to welcome all my niggaz
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To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
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Big shout to all my Queens niggaz in Staten Island
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Niggaz in Uptown, niggaz in Brooklyn niggaz
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All my Bronx niggaz yeah, all my Jersey niggaz! you know?
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We doing it real big right here! all my money niggaz
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This shit commentated on the one's and two's!
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They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living?
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This real shit we talking
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I wanna ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question (holla back)
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What do you do - when niggaz spit at you?!
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[Chorus - Ja Rule]
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Clap back, we gon' clap back
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We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
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(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
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We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
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We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
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(Let's take 'em to war niggaz)
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We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
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We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
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(Let's take 'em to war niggaz!)
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We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
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We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
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(Let's take 'em to war niggaz)
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We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back
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[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
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Fuck if they holl'in about Rule nigga, here's the real
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I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill
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Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
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Tell em I'm nice too, plus push them nice grooves
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The Inc roll like duece man, I'm ol' G Bobby J
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And we sling at soccer fields the yay
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They don't respect that, don't get your minds around
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You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that
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I send em to the morgue while keepin my bitches bouncin fa sho
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"In Da Club" with no gun, got em taking it off
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Can't help that, I'm the nigga that puts it down
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Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in the May (bach)
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Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers
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Let's make no mistakes, resents take place
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What's the procedure with a gun in your face
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When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga air out the space!
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(C'mon!) We gon'
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2 - Ja Rule]
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The Rule be "In Da Club" rude motherfucker poppin the bubbly
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When shit get ugly I hug the snub closely
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But usually we still see your bitches
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Thats is known for quick shit, trying to ride my dick
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I can't handle it, lower their manners
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To get they ass infront of my dick to dance, the bitch want more chance
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Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant
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These niggaz is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thang
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Give bitches the back hand, pimp shit, it's not realistic
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The game is helpless, let's not get it twisted
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I'm young, wrapped, and gifted, but still at the bottom
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And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam
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I'm here to make this rap shit hotter than Harlem
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Fuck the Dog beware of Rule, cause I'm the problem
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What's the procedure with a gun in your face
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When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga air out the space!
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(C'mon!) We gon'
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3 - Ja Rule]
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Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out
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Where Em Laden's hiding and bomb him first
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It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs
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Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin ass up
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I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
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The preachers daughter screaming out "Fuck the law!"
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I play a struck chord, wit the Christians
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But y'all got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions
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And God gave me his blessings to handle my business
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All these wanksta snitches, let the nina blow kisses
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If she some how misses, he gon' meet the mistress
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And "Clap that boy" like Birdman and Clipse
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I got these niggaz all over my dick, like hoes
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I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
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What's the procedure with a gun in your face
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When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga air out the space!
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(C'mon!) We gon'
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[Chorus]
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[Outro]
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[Ja Rule] Yeah, my nigga 'Zi |