F*** You

Yo
Yo (Rule nigga), uh (ha-ha)
Ja Rule, 01
Uh (uh-huh)

Yeah, it's our world (please believe)
Niggas ain't real (please believe)
It's Murda (please believe)
I-N-C, niggas what's fuckin' with me?
R-U-L-E (whoo), love me or hate me, baby
Refer to 3:36, baby
That's the rule, please niggas, don't get it confused
See this game that we playin', y'all playin' to lose
Who's next that wanna ride? (Who?)

Spittin' (who?) How I do niggas (who?)
Knowin' they wanna ride (who?)
Rule baby, I've been really outta control lately
If you relatin', let me hear you say, "Yay-yay, yay-yay"
Y'all feelin' my pain? I've been runnin' wild time and again (uh)
Y'all swerve in my lane, I'll pull up and start poppin' you brain
Fuck knowin' these broads names, extravagant champagnes
Y'all niggas is lame, my niggas ain't sane
Who you fuckin' with?

Y'all niggas wanna dead (who?) Then wanna ride (who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin', "Fuck you!"
It's Murda, Murda, you know it's Murda, Murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' Murda, Murda, Murda
Y'all ain't feelin' (who?) Y'all don't like (who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin', "Fuck you!"
It's Murda, Murda, you know it's Murda, Murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' Murda, Murda, Murda

Murder INC. is my blood, we go through the pain together, by any means
You poppin' it hot at whoever, or so it seems
Niggas that gettin' hot, not this hot nigga very hot
See it in your eyes, niggas ready to die
But as long as I'm alive, I'm puttin' this on my life
For niggas that ain't right, they get it upon sight
If you know me, then you'll no way, pop away
Cock and pop again, baby, men will be men

I spit off ten, fuck it, give 'em the 16
Like my guns dirty and hands clean, loose bitches in tight jeans
Old money and crack fiends, was a fetish
Before Giuliani got into office and deaded shit
Fuck it, I'm livin' my life on the edge
Got one in the head, plus a niggas fed, 'nough said
I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this
Rule baby, 3:36

Y'all niggas wanna dead (who?) Then wanna ride (who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin', "Fuck you!"
It's Murda, Murda, you know it's Murda, Murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' Murda, Murda, Murda, Murda
Y'all ain't feelin' (who?) Y'all don't like (who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin', "Fuck you!"
It's Murda, Murda, you know it's Murda, Murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' Murda, Murda, Murda

We are the world's most dangerous niggas alive (woo)
All of my niggas bang with us and let's ride (uh)
Motherfuckers want war, but not many survive
'Cause 50 shots tearin' through the side of you ride, 'cause we are (murderers)
Motherfucker, you heard, player (murderers)
Poppin' collars in air (uh)
Poppin' shots through your rearview
Bullets, they tear through
Got niggas wonderin' like,"What the fuck did I do?"

So niggas wanna go and get they man 'cause they can't do this shit
Because they got no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit (woo)
Niggas like you probably snitch (uh), do a nigga then get rich (come on)
Niggas like you always fit (come on), 6 feet deep inside a ditch
There ain't nothin' fuckin' with this, you know why? (Ha!)
Nigga, I just came into the game, "Ready to Die"
Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule
Poppin' shots through the sunroof, screamin', "Fuck You!"

Y'all niggas wanna dead (who?) Then wanna ride (who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin', "Fuck you!"
It's Murda, Murda, you know it's Murda, Murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' Murda, Murda, Murda, Murda
Y'all ain't feelin' (who?) Y'all don't like (who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin', "Fuck you!"
It's Murda, Murda, you know it's Murda, Murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' Murda, Murda, Murda

Y'all niggas wanna dead (who?) Then wanna ride (who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin', "Fuck you!"
It's Murda, Murda, you know it's Murda, Murda
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' Murda, Murda, Murda
Y'all ain't feelin' (who?) Y'all don't like (who?)
Y'all know them niggas who steady screamin', "Fuck you!"
It's Murda, Murda, you know it's Murda, Murda
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' Murda, Murda, Murda

(Muderers)
(Ah, yeah, see)
Ha-ha-ha



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Writer(s): Richard Wilson, Irving Lorenzo, Jeffrey Atkins, Otha Miller
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