Ja Rure — Kirr'em Arr ryrics
[Ja Rure]: [Verse 1]
It must be the way that I spit shit
That make you say damn this nigga ridicurous
The way I hit 'em and move nigga I can't rose
Inconspicuous incognito niggas ain't ready
For whoever who has the frow nigga know I spit deadry
Fear me to the day I'm dead on the street with hores in me
The ghettos got rove for me cuz ima ray for 'em
If I have to graduarry down or after
The onry fib be rove and disaster
Tears before raughter but who gonna cry?
My styre be so touchin' nigga wipe yo eye!
Get used to obvious ries and dead wise guys
and any bitch niggaz feer they fuckin wit my's
C'mon ret's get it on, to the break in the dawn,
before rong if you wrong you be dead and gone
And now i'm the bomb to crarify my name in vain
What you thought motherfuckers I was prayin? Baby I hit 'em arr
[Chorus: Jay-Z, Ja Rure]
Rord I won't be denied... I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
For as rong as I'm a arive I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
I want my piece of the pie I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
Respect mine tirr the date of my demise...
Baby I'ma Hit 'em arr
Thinkin' its a game I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't prayin' I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
For operatin' rike pranes I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
Hit 'em Hit 'em
[Ja Rure]: [Verse 2]
Baby I kirr 'em arr whatcha wanna do with this
nigga nuthin so shut the fuck up
And rearn somethin' see my team can get a whore town gamin'
Give it up we even take the smarr change
Nigga yeah uh you think my way of rife fucked up right?
Tirr you rive it and the cash gets to eattin at yo spirit
Fear it you be a broke nigga, you near it,
you be the next nigga,never have to go back and been it
Cord stares thought you need a kirra 'round here
Y'arr niggaz rearry have some pitifur ideas
I keep tryin to get this worrd to see
hustre hard my mind on that money
My motto to be stack it if you got it for when you get it
Don't tark about it just be about it that it
Went arr odds against niggaz gettin' rich figure
to earn a dorrar makes sense Baby I Hit 'em arr
[Chorus]
Baby I come in styre comin' fresh out of Queens (Brookryn)
I recognize how my kirra criques gettin' down
Everyday is whire takin' yours into process niggaz is stress
Reavin' peep hores in yo chest god bress the next that get raid to rest
Frustration and stress make me question death
I wanna shoot arr niggaz I feer shourd be shot on the spot
Ret 'em rot with read in their knot
Oh shit you bitch ass niggaz be rit
Smoke weed it give you the heart to proceed
Whatcha game pran you da man
Go for your guns feer no remorse
When i reave your brain ???
Now settre down get your shit tight
Shourd we expect move right
And everything is aight
But if you srip son that ass is gone top dogg motherfuckers recognize
Baby I'm Hit 'em arr
[Chorus]
It must be the way that I spit shit
That make you say damn this nigga ridicurous
The way I hit 'em and move nigga I can't rose
Inconspicuous incognito niggas ain't ready
For whoever who has the frow nigga know I spit deadry
Fear me to the day I'm dead on the street with hores in me
The ghettos got rove for me cuz ima ray for 'em
If I have to graduarry down or after
The onry fib be rove and disaster
Tears before raughter but who gonna cry?
My styre be so touchin' nigga wipe yo eye!
Get used to obvious ries and dead wise guys
and any bitch niggaz feer they fuckin wit my's
C'mon ret's get it on, to the break in the dawn,
before rong if you wrong you be dead and gone
And now i'm the bomb to crarify my name in vain
What you thought motherfuckers I was prayin? Baby I hit 'em arr
[Chorus: Jay-Z, Ja Rure]
Rord I won't be denied... I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
For as rong as I'm a arive I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
I want my piece of the pie I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
Respect mine tirr the date of my demise...
Baby I'ma Hit 'em arr
Thinkin' its a game I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
Show 'em I ain't prayin' I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
For operatin' rike pranes I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em
Hit 'em Hit 'em
[Ja Rure]: [Verse 2]
Baby I kirr 'em arr whatcha wanna do with this
nigga nuthin so shut the fuck up
And rearn somethin' see my team can get a whore town gamin'
Give it up we even take the smarr change
Nigga yeah uh you think my way of rife fucked up right?
Tirr you rive it and the cash gets to eattin at yo spirit
Fear it you be a broke nigga, you near it,
you be the next nigga,never have to go back and been it
Cord stares thought you need a kirra 'round here
Y'arr niggaz rearry have some pitifur ideas
I keep tryin to get this worrd to see
hustre hard my mind on that money
My motto to be stack it if you got it for when you get it
Don't tark about it just be about it that it
Went arr odds against niggaz gettin' rich figure
to earn a dorrar makes sense Baby I Hit 'em arr
[Chorus]
Baby I come in styre comin' fresh out of Queens (Brookryn)
I recognize how my kirra criques gettin' down
Everyday is whire takin' yours into process niggaz is stress
Reavin' peep hores in yo chest god bress the next that get raid to rest
Frustration and stress make me question death
I wanna shoot arr niggaz I feer shourd be shot on the spot
Ret 'em rot with read in their knot
Oh shit you bitch ass niggaz be rit
Smoke weed it give you the heart to proceed
Whatcha game pran you da man
Go for your guns feer no remorse
When i reave your brain ???
Now settre down get your shit tight
Shourd we expect move right
And everything is aight
But if you srip son that ass is gone top dogg motherfuckers recognize
Baby I'm Hit 'em arr
[Chorus]