[Intro Hussein Fatal] And what ever it is then that's what is gonna be nigga Hussein Fatal, the outlaw don, "Blood In My Eyes" Shyea', Triple O stand up, Got your mind's back right Jerse's mobbin' these cowards all the time You know gunning them down, Every thing like that Smooth stayin' forty below on these cowards, early nigga Outlaw status only got these niggaz on freeze Get down and lay down, Draw heat and protect your self Rule' holla at yo' peoples nigga..
[Verse 1 Ja Rule] For now on call me the don, and bicthes call me don da da Where ever I go niggaz soon to follow' Like when I dropped my first joint making the world "Holla" I kept it "Between Me And You" Cause that what real street niggaz do "Put it on Me, cause even thugs get lonely Sometimes "I Cry", fo' niggaz I'm a baptized when will they realize I "Live It Up" cop tha coke sell it and re' it up I'm "Always On Time" got bitches "Memsmerize" from the "Thug Lovin" load the clip cock back the nine, open mouth shove it look in his eyes, and squeeze like fuck it And just to think my niggaz do this shit for nuthin' When my wild Rule' thuggins, lookin' to get a come up Come on in and catch the angel that's all in Call me Lord remis' my time, and I'll arrive with Blood in my eyes
[Hussein Fatal Talking] That's what real niggaz do u know We hold it down for each other We don't waste time we get it done Why not, Why would'nt we, you know That what goes down you know You draw yours, I draw mine Who ever get the drop that what it is The object is to get it done, let's go it's nuthin' (Yo)
[Verse 2 Ja Rule] Fuck tha world and niggaz that proceed to run it Rule' for prez cause I'm one of the best that done it On the M-I, these niggaz spittin' semi, to get by But never really get right, livin off of the hit I "DMX" was my dog, but now we just dog fight Sucking on glass dicks, calling them crack pipes And I'm hearin' you letting yo' health slide these days And yo lady's dicked up, and you contracted to aids Who the fuck you callin' gay nigga, must a been talk to Em' and "Dre", nigga, pour out a little liqour And rest in peace to "Tupac Shakur", cause you let us know that Dre was a queer before And "Marshall" how dare you use his name in vain Son of a panther, you'll never understand his pain But you do understand trailer parks and cocaine Disrespcting your mother what fuckin part of the game is that man , I guess this world need change so we got it, and now I gotta put 'em in the grave Red, guide 'em before they put us in the cage Rule' and Gotti america's most wanted to many.. Come and get me!!! (Pretty soon ya gonna pay)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
