[intro: Whut the Niggaz, y'all for this Bitches, y'all for this Ha, alright. bounce
1: jah rule] I'm startin' to You know, That's niggaz wit do do, yo Red means stop, green go Right now I see You stop Oh no What are you anyway nigga, or foe fuck wit me, or i-n-c Nigga, the fuck, are you crazy believe dat shit, tryin' act swayze You'd be better off So shut the fuck up now, and maybe Murder i-n-c will mercy 'cause b We don't wit' dem, uninterested niggaz You who I'm talkin about Those niggaz that to bust out Soon as our first joint out Holla holla, if I could have a For every nigga that me soon as i-n-c was on blaze But I don't a fuck I not a flying fuck Ja rule, murder i-n-c, make ya say whut
[hook: jay-z, ja rule, and The i-n-c Yeah you and me Fuck bullet from me Cause there no fuckin' around Whenever the i-n-c is in town
2: dmx] (dog growling, barking) D-m-x, my dogs bite you fuck you up, just cause they like to How the fuck you gonna fuck around organized crime God damn, we live what we speak in every rhyme Yo, ja (what the deal, x? ) Here's a twenty, go get me a fuckin' Now, back to this murder Light my fuse, my teeth to grit Party wit' my crew, you You ain't playin' wit no screw, or a Cause when I attack, I never back Anything bad I do or say, cause yo shit is wack And I just luv when you niggaz your whole crew It's sme more beef to stick you to And fuck you, now it's to see, It ain't to smart fuckin' murder i-n-c
[verse 3: Dem ain't prepared For dis we prepared Got nigga scared Cause of all the shit that we shared And none of them niggaz Wanna fuck We're gonna find a common ground Many niggaz wanna know, does murder sound this We're hip-hop philanthrapists But, we don't give no muney, we give a fuck so... When the light is time to go I don't care who you You still full price, to our show Fuck no, I won't give 'em to you free or a discount yo You ain't gettin' from us Cause niggaz always get a lotta from us That ain't the way Nigga, try and play the fuck up, are you gay No Well It's to say goodbyes And one more thing, this shit I rapped about And of it are lies step is to come in, fuck your boo When I'm All she'll be able to say is whut jigga who And ask her who her man is tell you She'll put her finga on the Pull and yell my nigga