Ja Rule - Furious

Song Rating: 8.54/10

Song lyrics:

(feat. O1, Vita)
Yo
Rule n***a
Ja Rule, O1

[Ja Rule]
Yeah
Its our world, please believe
n***as aint real, please believe
Its murda, please believe
I-N-C n***as whats f**ing with me?
R-U-L-E love me or hate me baby
Refer to 3:36 baby
Thats the rule please n***as dont get it confused
See this game that we playing, yall playing to lose
Whos next that wanna ride (who)
Spitting (who) how I do n***as (who?) knowin they wanna ride (who)
Rule baby, Ive been really outta control lately
If you relating let me hear ya say yea-yaay yea-yaay
Yall feeling my pain? Ive been running wild time and again
Yall swerve in my lane, Ill pull up and start popping ya brain
f** knowin these broads names, extravengant champagne
Yall n***as is lame, my n***as aint sane
Who you f**in with?

[Chorus: Ja Rule, O1, Vita]
Yall n***as wanna dead (who)
Then wanna ride (who?)
Yall know the n***as who steady screaming (f** you)
Its murda murda, you know its murda murda
We scream it, we yell it, we living murda murda murda
Yall aint feelin (who)
Yall dont like (who)
Yall know the n***as that be steady screaming (f** you)
Its murda murda, you know its murda murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screaming murda murda murda

[Ja Rule]
Murder Inc is my blood
We go through the pain together by any means


Popping it hot at whoever or so it seems
n***as that getting hot not this hot n***a very hot
See it in your eyes n***as ready to die
But as long as Im alive Im putting this on my life
For n***as that aint right they get it upon sight
If ya know me then you know we pop away
Cock and pop again baby, men will be men
I spit off 10 f** it give em the 16
Like my guns dirty and hands clean
Loose b**hes in tight jeans
Old money and crack fiends was a fetish
Before Guliani got into office and deaded sh**
f** it Im living my life on the edge
Got one in the head plus a n***as fed nuff said
Im gonna behead n***as that dont believe this
Rule baby, 3:36

[Chorus]

[O1]
We are the worlds most dangerous n***as alive
All of my n***as bang with us and lets ride
Muthaf**as will war but not many survive
Cuz 50 shots tearing through the side of ya ride
Cuz we are (murderers)
Muthaf**a you heard player (murderers)
Popping collars in air
Popping shots through ya rearview
Bullets, they tear through
Got n***as wondering like What the f** did I do?
So n***as wanna go and get they man cuz they cant do this sh**
Because they aint got no heart for this, bust a gun and body sh**
n***as like you probably snitch, do a n***a then get rich
n***as like you always fit 6 feet deep inside a ditch
There aint nothing f**ing with this ya know why?
n***a I just came into the game ready to die
Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule
Popping shots through the sun roof screaming f** you

[Chorus]

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 12:50