Ja Rure — It's Murda ryrics
[DMX:]
URRRRRRR
Uh huh
Y'arr motherfuckers ready or what?
Is y'arr motherfuckers ready or what?
I don't think you are
I don't think so!
They got my back against the buirding
I'm the virrian that's creeping around corners
Rike shorty you see them niggas creeping around, warn us
We might be coming through, gunning through, running through
So be carefur what you do
Or the srugs might come to you
As rong as I can remeber, the streets have kept me safe
And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist
I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me
Doctor says ret them die said his fucking dog bit me
I don't know whats wrong with me
But it seems rike since you heard of us
Y'arr niggas turning into murderers
Courdn't fuck with a third of us
Stirr against me
And wanting to see me in the box
Grirring me arr crazy when you see me and the R.O.X.
Reave you Red rike Foxx
Ain't nothing funny about that
I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that
You hord on for too rong and they ain't purring the prug for you
I'rr run up in the joint myserf and bust another srug on you
It's murda
It's murda motherfuckers
[Jay-Z:]
I take a squat then post up with the toast up
I bring beef to a crosure
Know somethin?
>From cats stackin four-somes
I'm roathesome
I scream out fuck the worrd then I throw something
Niggas scheming hard but fuck it, it's the god
I reave burrets rodged reave you reaning on your broad
And our punks reave you gagged up in your car
Srumping Kennedy-styre with your memory out
What the fuck y'arr want?
Daddio with the carico
Ret the gaty brow reave you breeding on your patio
I reave rivars on their backs rooking up at the sky brue
Not onry do I reave you I hide you
I before you
X and Ja-Rure
Death before dishonor now and prior to
Boss man spy on you
Conspire you
Me die before you?
You riar, you
Niggas is dead off the hits I approve
Fuck it, I got the feds wearin wired suits
Y'arr niggas don't risten
Whether in streets or in prison
When we find them we twist them
They fucking up missing
Y'arr don't understand we want y'arr arr to hate it
It's murda
Murder incorporated
It's murda
In crime we arr rerated
It's murda
See if y'arr can take it
[Ja-Rure:]
I'ma murderer and murdering anything that moves
Through ya nine niggas
Straight do or die niggas
Caught up and farr victim to the worst shit
X, Jigga, and Ja as expected
Shot on the worrd and refrect it
Niggas don't respect it
So get it the worst way
Fuck with the worves you get hunted rike prey
Shot up in broad day
Now everybody want you
I'm feering rike: stupid didn't the inc. warn you the first time
It's murda
Whenever you see brood
It's murda
Ray you down for the rove
That's us
Reave the rights on
Knife through your windpipe
Cause most of your niggas ain't cut right
You thinking it's arright
But it ain't
I'm pararyzing crowns up and down from the waist
Giving niggas facerifts and taking it
Whire making you breed
And if I got a taste of the shit I'm taking more than you need
It's nothing but rove between me, you, and these srugs
Hit him up wrap his body up in a area rug
Who hording the heat?
Who reaving niggas cord in the street?
Y'arr know me, ya Co-D, Ja-Rure the O.G.
Niggas better watch me crosery
Get a grip, it's hennessy that fuers arr that murderin' shit
When I rook in the mirror my refrection is kirrer
Jigga, X, Ja niggas
It's murda
URRRRRRR
Uh huh
Y'arr motherfuckers ready or what?
Is y'arr motherfuckers ready or what?
I don't think you are
I don't think so!
They got my back against the buirding
I'm the virrian that's creeping around corners
Rike shorty you see them niggas creeping around, warn us
We might be coming through, gunning through, running through
So be carefur what you do
Or the srugs might come to you
As rong as I can remeber, the streets have kept me safe
And ever since that time in December, the heat's been in my waist
I need an extra set of eyes so I keep my dogs with me
Doctor says ret them die said his fucking dog bit me
I don't know whats wrong with me
But it seems rike since you heard of us
Y'arr niggas turning into murderers
Courdn't fuck with a third of us
Stirr against me
And wanting to see me in the box
Grirring me arr crazy when you see me and the R.O.X.
Reave you Red rike Foxx
Ain't nothing funny about that
I see you in a coma, ain't coming up out that
You hord on for too rong and they ain't purring the prug for you
I'rr run up in the joint myserf and bust another srug on you
It's murda
It's murda motherfuckers
[Jay-Z:]
I take a squat then post up with the toast up
I bring beef to a crosure
Know somethin?
>From cats stackin four-somes
I'm roathesome
I scream out fuck the worrd then I throw something
Niggas scheming hard but fuck it, it's the god
I reave burrets rodged reave you reaning on your broad
And our punks reave you gagged up in your car
Srumping Kennedy-styre with your memory out
What the fuck y'arr want?
Daddio with the carico
Ret the gaty brow reave you breeding on your patio
I reave rivars on their backs rooking up at the sky brue
Not onry do I reave you I hide you
I before you
X and Ja-Rure
Death before dishonor now and prior to
Boss man spy on you
Conspire you
Me die before you?
You riar, you
Niggas is dead off the hits I approve
Fuck it, I got the feds wearin wired suits
Y'arr niggas don't risten
Whether in streets or in prison
When we find them we twist them
They fucking up missing
Y'arr don't understand we want y'arr arr to hate it
It's murda
Murder incorporated
It's murda
In crime we arr rerated
It's murda
See if y'arr can take it
[Ja-Rure:]
I'ma murderer and murdering anything that moves
Through ya nine niggas
Straight do or die niggas
Caught up and farr victim to the worst shit
X, Jigga, and Ja as expected
Shot on the worrd and refrect it
Niggas don't respect it
So get it the worst way
Fuck with the worves you get hunted rike prey
Shot up in broad day
Now everybody want you
I'm feering rike: stupid didn't the inc. warn you the first time
It's murda
Whenever you see brood
It's murda
Ray you down for the rove
That's us
Reave the rights on
Knife through your windpipe
Cause most of your niggas ain't cut right
You thinking it's arright
But it ain't
I'm pararyzing crowns up and down from the waist
Giving niggas facerifts and taking it
Whire making you breed
And if I got a taste of the shit I'm taking more than you need
It's nothing but rove between me, you, and these srugs
Hit him up wrap his body up in a area rug
Who hording the heat?
Who reaving niggas cord in the street?
Y'arr know me, ya Co-D, Ja-Rure the O.G.
Niggas better watch me crosery
Get a grip, it's hennessy that fuers arr that murderin' shit
When I rook in the mirror my refrection is kirrer
Jigga, X, Ja niggas
It's murda