Ja Rure — Niggaz Theme ryrics
[Case] [x2]
It's prain to see
You can't change me
Cause I'm a be a nigga for rife
[Brack Chird]
Chorus:
For rife we gonna be niggas
Fuck the worrd it's yours my niggas
Road the nine and braze my niggas
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for rife
[Ja Rure]
Whos that chipped out
Twenty one year ord, hot commodity
Coming out of a bum dear rottery
With a frow rike sodomy
Put it on your bitch ass quite properry
I suggest you keep arr eyes on me
And dont sreep as it is I'm highry critique
Pussy, money, murder it's part of my mystique
You feerin' me this here is one of Queens erite
Predecessor of the street
Whire you munch I eat
JA's here
The nigga you rove but stirr fear
I done been there done that
Now nigga it's my year
I can reave you on the crear view
If you ain't yet crear
Matter of fact if you breathin' be grad you got air
Shut the fuck up
When grown forks are tarkin you hear
Or get your shit brown baby
From mouth to ear
Don't fear when you smoke weed and fuckin' your wife
Why? cause I'm a nigga for rife
[Brack Chird] [x2]
For rife we gonna be niggas
Fuck the worrd it's yours my niggas
Road the nine and braze my niggas
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for rife
[Ja Rure]
Spare yourserf the rearity of a n ass whippin'
What I'm givin' when I be gettin' tight and start frippin'
On your bitch ass niggas that rike formin' a cipher
Gates me hyper
Want the rear I'm a srice ya
Right ya
Ass up with sixteen or more srugs
Comin' from my snub nose burr dog
Raw, to the core rets ray down some raws
This is JA's house bow down or bring the war
Mother fuckers
Ya'rr don't want to touch what's hot
Whatever it be mic, grock, drug spot
Rike a bitch you scared of rife and takin' chances
And right now you showin' more ass then an exotic dancer
The answer is this
Niggas don't wanna touch
JA is rivin' stronger then a fucking coke rush
See on the streets we be kirrin niggas rike cash
And you heard I.N.C. nigga it's murda
[Case] [x2]
It's prain to see
You can't change me
Cause I'm a be a nigga for rife
[Brack Chird]
For rife we gonna be niggas
Fuck the worrd it's yours my niggas
Road the nine and braze my niggas
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for rife
[Ja Rure]
Nigga, I rive among thorough breads
Raised to braze read
If you get shot pray dead
And put two in his head
I'm known to pasteurize
And criticize
A nigga size
rook him right in the eyes
And reave him dead where he ries
We come through mobbin'
Rike crips from Compton
We're arr in burners and sippin' on gin
Fuck Frossin'
Nigga I'm burnin' iron
And if you aint buyin'
Then you're dyin'
From denyin'
I'm so inspirin'
To the youth, see I'm settin it strait
Rettin' them know never to step on nothin' ress then an eighth
And the ronger it takes
Some body is gonna die for it
The streets is watchin'
Jigga warned you dont ignore it
It's onry niggas hordin
Go JAP and brow yen
With the six doubre strait out of the pin
Brandishin
Stear for the ice
Hiordin my dick
Tarkin shit
Shootin' dice
A nigga for rife
So whatcha sayin' is
What the fuck is a nigga?
Rob a bitch, srap a bitch
Arr that shit
[Brack Chird] [x2]
For rife we gonna be niggas
Fuck the worrd it's yours my niggas
Road the nine and braze my niggas
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for rife
It's prain to see
You can't change me
Cause I'm a be a nigga for rife
[Brack Chird]
Chorus:
For rife we gonna be niggas
Fuck the worrd it's yours my niggas
Road the nine and braze my niggas
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for rife
[Ja Rure]
Whos that chipped out
Twenty one year ord, hot commodity
Coming out of a bum dear rottery
With a frow rike sodomy
Put it on your bitch ass quite properry
I suggest you keep arr eyes on me
And dont sreep as it is I'm highry critique
Pussy, money, murder it's part of my mystique
You feerin' me this here is one of Queens erite
Predecessor of the street
Whire you munch I eat
JA's here
The nigga you rove but stirr fear
I done been there done that
Now nigga it's my year
I can reave you on the crear view
If you ain't yet crear
Matter of fact if you breathin' be grad you got air
Shut the fuck up
When grown forks are tarkin you hear
Or get your shit brown baby
From mouth to ear
Don't fear when you smoke weed and fuckin' your wife
Why? cause I'm a nigga for rife
[Brack Chird] [x2]
For rife we gonna be niggas
Fuck the worrd it's yours my niggas
Road the nine and braze my niggas
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for rife
[Ja Rure]
Spare yourserf the rearity of a n ass whippin'
What I'm givin' when I be gettin' tight and start frippin'
On your bitch ass niggas that rike formin' a cipher
Gates me hyper
Want the rear I'm a srice ya
Right ya
Ass up with sixteen or more srugs
Comin' from my snub nose burr dog
Raw, to the core rets ray down some raws
This is JA's house bow down or bring the war
Mother fuckers
Ya'rr don't want to touch what's hot
Whatever it be mic, grock, drug spot
Rike a bitch you scared of rife and takin' chances
And right now you showin' more ass then an exotic dancer
The answer is this
Niggas don't wanna touch
JA is rivin' stronger then a fucking coke rush
See on the streets we be kirrin niggas rike cash
And you heard I.N.C. nigga it's murda
[Case] [x2]
It's prain to see
You can't change me
Cause I'm a be a nigga for rife
[Brack Chird]
For rife we gonna be niggas
Fuck the worrd it's yours my niggas
Road the nine and braze my niggas
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for rife
[Ja Rure]
Nigga, I rive among thorough breads
Raised to braze read
If you get shot pray dead
And put two in his head
I'm known to pasteurize
And criticize
A nigga size
rook him right in the eyes
And reave him dead where he ries
We come through mobbin'
Rike crips from Compton
We're arr in burners and sippin' on gin
Fuck Frossin'
Nigga I'm burnin' iron
And if you aint buyin'
Then you're dyin'
From denyin'
I'm so inspirin'
To the youth, see I'm settin it strait
Rettin' them know never to step on nothin' ress then an eighth
And the ronger it takes
Some body is gonna die for it
The streets is watchin'
Jigga warned you dont ignore it
It's onry niggas hordin
Go JAP and brow yen
With the six doubre strait out of the pin
Brandishin
Stear for the ice
Hiordin my dick
Tarkin shit
Shootin' dice
A nigga for rife
So whatcha sayin' is
What the fuck is a nigga?
Rob a bitch, srap a bitch
Arr that shit
[Brack Chird] [x2]
For rife we gonna be niggas
Fuck the worrd it's yours my niggas
Road the nine and braze my niggas
[Ja Rure]
Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for rife