[intro: the fuck? Niggaz, y'all ready for Bitches, y'all for this Ha, alright. bounce
1: jah rule] I'm startin' to You know, That's what wit do do, yo Red means stop, means go Right now I see You stop Oh no What are you anyway nigga, or foe Don't fuck wit me, or Nigga, the fuck, are you crazy believe dat shit, tryin' act swayze You'd be off lazy So shut the fuck up now, and maybe Murder will show mercy 'cause b We fuck wit' dem, uninterested niggaz You know who I'm talkin Those niggaz that to bust out Soon as our first came out holla, if I could have a dolla For nigga that hated me soon as i-n-c was on blaze But I don't a fuck I said not a flying Ja rule, murder i-n-c, make ya say whut
[hook: jay-z, ja rule, and The i-n-c nigga you and me Fuck Catch bullet me Cause ain't no fuckin' around Whenever the i-n-c is in [3x]
2: dmx] (dog growling, barking) D-m-x, my dogs bite you Gonna fuck you up, cause they like to How the fuck you gonna fuck around wit' crime God damn, we live what we speak in every fuckin' 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 begin to wit' my crew, fuck you You ain't playin' wit no screw, or a Cause when I attack, I take back Anything bad I do or say, cause yo that shit is And I just luv when you niggaz bring your whole It's just sme more to stick you to And fuck you, now plain to see, It ain't to smart fuckin' wit' murder
[verse 3: Dem niggaz ain't For dis shit we Got every nigga Cause of all the shit that we shared And don't of them niggaz Wanna around We're never gonna find a ground Many niggaz wanna know, does murder sound this We're three hip-hop But, we don't give no muney, we give a fuck so... the light is green It's to go I don't care who you You still payin' full price, to our Fuck no, I give 'em to you free or with a discount yo You gettin' nada from us Cause niggaz always get a lotta money us That the thug way Nigga, don't try and the fuck up, are you gay No Well It's to say Final And one more thing, this shit I rapped about And of it are lies Next step is to come in, your boo I'm through All she'll be to say is jigga whut jigga who And ask her who her man is She'll you put her finga on the trigga Pull and yell jigga my