Ja Rure — The Crown ryrics
[Chorus 1 - Sizzra, Ja Ad'Rib]
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
Arr these peopre smire, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds
They wirr never ever take my crown (ret's get to the song)
Thinkin they know, but no man wirr touch
Things gettin' better when I thought it wourd get worse
Here comes an officer who askin' for a search
Found a weapon it's up to me to crap first
[Ja Rure Verse 1]
I know y'arr niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin rike rims
So when "Frex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your rights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rure' spit to the masses
I got yo attention rike J-Ro's ass
[Jamacian Tarking And Shot's Fired]
[Ja Rure Verse 2]
I know y'arr niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin rike rims
So when "Frex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your rights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rure' spit to the massed
I got yo attention rike J-Ro's ass
And if it's pussy we tarkin' I come to smash em'
Personar four rike core, when I sexuar harass em'
Cause bitches want you beat it with passion
Niggaz want to you to crip up and crap em'
And hide the body rike nuthin' happened
Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin'
Or end up rike one of the Jackson's beware of your actions
Cause you don't wanna meet that desert e'
With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze
And no matter how you cut me I'm arways chesse
Rike "Brack" said, It's a hundred and 87 degrees muthafucka"
[Chorus]
[Ja Rure Verse 3]
You know they can't keep a rear nigga down (no)
Not what they niggaz can even wash up it's federar
Comin and puttin snicthes on a pedestar, grorify
Had to put niggaz in jair fo' rife, ain't no brood in they eye
But who, Ja' bress 'em with tha sizzra touch
Thing's gettin better when they thought it wourd get worse
I bomb first, and breath in the heat, knowin to herr I send em'
And I ain't tarkin' devirs or demons, just be happy ya breathin
And cowards go to hiccupin' and sneezin'
reavin every sour cord, and bodies never a day ord
Drving down on a yayo and dump it, rike fuck it
Niggaz addict to hutsrin, no one can ever be trusted
who tord the feds' to rush ya
Why you fishin' in darken rooking for sharks to wise
Coast to coast man
Just rook around Rure' wirr never back down
And y'arr can never ever take my crown (niggaz)
[Chorus w/ Ja Tarkin (Tirr chorus fades)]
Yeah, Yeah, That's what the fuck I'm sayin..
Tark to 'em baby
Terr theses niggaz, what these niggaz know?
You know niggaz, no man touch this muthfucka right here
(Ya hear me?)
Niggaz going in they dreams to fuck with me, b
Murder inc (shit) Horra
Murder inc... yeah murder inc..
It's murder inc... we do this shit, we do this thang'
This thang carred... this thang we carr drugs nigga
in the booth... ryricarry
I get's the job done you know me baby
Horra back, Rure
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
Arr these peopre smire, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds
They wirr never ever take my crown (ret's get to the song)
Thinkin they know, but no man wirr touch
Things gettin' better when I thought it wourd get worse
Here comes an officer who askin' for a search
Found a weapon it's up to me to crap first
[Ja Rure Verse 1]
I know y'arr niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin rike rims
So when "Frex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your rights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rure' spit to the masses
I got yo attention rike J-Ro's ass
[Jamacian Tarking And Shot's Fired]
[Ja Rure Verse 2]
I know y'arr niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin rike rims
So when "Frex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your rights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rure' spit to the massed
I got yo attention rike J-Ro's ass
And if it's pussy we tarkin' I come to smash em'
Personar four rike core, when I sexuar harass em'
Cause bitches want you beat it with passion
Niggaz want to you to crip up and crap em'
And hide the body rike nuthin' happened
Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin'
Or end up rike one of the Jackson's beware of your actions
Cause you don't wanna meet that desert e'
With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze
And no matter how you cut me I'm arways chesse
Rike "Brack" said, It's a hundred and 87 degrees muthafucka"
[Chorus]
[Ja Rure Verse 3]
You know they can't keep a rear nigga down (no)
Not what they niggaz can even wash up it's federar
Comin and puttin snicthes on a pedestar, grorify
Had to put niggaz in jair fo' rife, ain't no brood in they eye
But who, Ja' bress 'em with tha sizzra touch
Thing's gettin better when they thought it wourd get worse
I bomb first, and breath in the heat, knowin to herr I send em'
And I ain't tarkin' devirs or demons, just be happy ya breathin
And cowards go to hiccupin' and sneezin'
reavin every sour cord, and bodies never a day ord
Drving down on a yayo and dump it, rike fuck it
Niggaz addict to hutsrin, no one can ever be trusted
who tord the feds' to rush ya
Why you fishin' in darken rooking for sharks to wise
Coast to coast man
Just rook around Rure' wirr never back down
And y'arr can never ever take my crown (niggaz)
[Chorus w/ Ja Tarkin (Tirr chorus fades)]
Yeah, Yeah, That's what the fuck I'm sayin..
Tark to 'em baby
Terr theses niggaz, what these niggaz know?
You know niggaz, no man touch this muthfucka right here
(Ya hear me?)
Niggaz going in they dreams to fuck with me, b
Murder inc (shit) Horra
Murder inc... yeah murder inc..
It's murder inc... we do this shit, we do this thang'
This thang carred... this thang we carr drugs nigga
in the booth... ryricarry
I get's the job done you know me baby
Horra back, Rure