- Song Name: Murda 4 Life
- Artist Name: Ja Rule
- Album: Venni Vetti Vecci
- Songwriters: Jeffrey Atkins, Lorenzo Irving, Malik Cox, Taiwan Green
- Release Date: 1999.06.01
- Label: Def Jam
LYRICS FOR "Murda 4 Life"
Yeah
Street s***
Ja Rule
Nigga's live with it money
B****** deal with it
If you feelin' it
But you can't get it till the day
Nigga's live with it money
B****** deal with it
If you feelin' it
But you can't get it till the day
Yo
Haters want to see me fall
B****** want to see me ball
Killers they don't want to see me at all
If I wasn't rollin' with The Roc
Yeah
I walk around with two mac's
Just cause' you nigga's want to see me hurtin' like them
It's all about the Benjamins
Livin' through this s*** I'm in
Street scholar
Ain't the M-E-M-P-H man
I'm a creature smokin' on hate since it was reefer
Drug ass flow
Mark ass nigga don't want parts of this nigga
Spark with this nigga
Me and Ja Rule f*****' you hoes is what these guys do
Ain't the type to buy you
Slide c*** inside you supply you
I'm a motherfuckin' animal
Nigga's live with money
B****** deal with it
If your feelin' get high it's all right
Nigga's can't get it to the day ride 'em high
Nigga's live with money
B****** deal with it
If your feelin' get high it's all right
Nigga's can't get it to the day ride 'em high
F***
I'm livin' my life niggas take a look at these eyes
Witness What it's like to be real nigga's
Guns
Want some
F*** around with Ja and may get hit up
Tearin' your whole clique up
Nigga that's what the murder
What the f***? Is you ready to die right now nigga?
Make you feel my style nigga
Growin' up with wild Brooklon and Queens L niggas
Hit em
Ain't no nigga like me
Rollin' nothin' but hot s***
Only difference is b****** on my dick
How Icock spread it
You sel-a-bid I turn you in to the freakyist b****
Have you topless
Y'all b****** know how my style is
Rule b**** let the world know when I spit
Nothin' but the murderous
Nigga's live with money
B****** deal with it
If your feelin' get high it's all right
Nigga's can't get it to the day ride 'em high
Nigga's live with money
B****** deal with it
If your feelin' get high it's all right
Nigga's can't get it to the day ride 'em high
Yo
B**** where we freakin' at?
Bum chicken I don't speak to that
Fly mama I'll creep with that
Live with it
Don't trick it
Brooklon and Queens
Iit's murda
Holla
Nigga's what you want get it crump blazed stump
What the f*** y'all want nigga?
None of me 'cause I hit em' with too much style
In my energy
I'm a lot game squeeze
Knowin' it's my time if I leave and breathe
Nigga's hatin' on mines I'm a nightmare
Nigga's better prepare to die and deal with
Ja hollerin' murda for life
Nigga's live with money
B****** deal with it
If your feelin' get high it's all right
Nigga's can't get it to the day ride 'em high
Nigga's live with money
B****** deal with it
If your feelin' get high it's all right
Nigga's can't get it to the day ride 'em high
Uh
Ja Rule
Holla back
It's murda
Uh
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