Count On Your Nigga (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

[Ja Rule] Uh, yeah It's Ja Rule nigga Uh, uh, yeah Feel this Uh, Ja Rule nigga Def Jam, Ja Look at my life style it's dangerous When I was young this sorta life was contagious Hustlin' hard like them sharks

Nigguz Theme (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

[Ja Rule] Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for life [Ja Rule] Whos that chipped out Twenty one year old, hot commodity Coming out of a bum deal lottery With a flow like sodomy Put it on your bitch ass quite properly

Let's Ride (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

Chorus: Where my bitches down to freak wit me (cum' on let's Ride) How many niggaz down to roll wit me (cum' on let's Ride) where my bitches dat would lie for me (cum' on let's Ride) How many niggaz dat

We Here Now (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

Ja Rule Nigga bout to tear shit down. What y'all thought y'all was gon eat forever, And my dog wouldn't blaze heat for chedda.

Suicide Freestyle (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Case) Ja Rule

[Case] Ummm, Say all that I want to do Is to live my life Ummm, but everytime I turn around Another nigga dies Niggas catchin five to ten years And it just ain't no use [Ja Rule] Uhh, uhh, ever heard of

It`s Your Life (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

Ja Rule, Uh Shade and Irv Gotti Niggas don't want none of this [Ja Rule] Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow Like cocaine, cutiepies powder they nose I've been preaching to the stars Ladies

Story To Tell (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

got a story to tell Hear this, hear this Get the whole world The Swatch bred Thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head Knowledge me God, the shit I'm bout to holler is hard From start, this little nigga

I Cry (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

[Lil' Mo] [Chorus] When I cry, you cry We cry, together Said I cry, you cry We cry, together Said I cry, you cry We cry, together Said I cry, you cry We cry, together [Ja Rule] I love

Only Begotten Son (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

world He left his only begotten son To shed his blood Show that pain is love But I wont cry Cause I live to die Wit my mind on my money And my guns to the sky (x2) Yeah, Why would you leave somethin you

World's Most Dangerous (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Nemesis) Ja Rule

Uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh [Nemesis] I could see it in your eyes [JA Rule] Ya'll niggas is scared of us Declarin' us the world's most dangerous [Nemesis] You don't wanna see me rise [JA Rule] Because when

Race Against Time (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

Chorus: 2x In my race against time I can't stop Runnin' through the red light Livin' my life Even if I'm gettin too high I'ma keep runnin' through the red light Livin' my life Ja Rule: God, why the hell

Kill 'Em All (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. JAY-Z) Ja Rule

Ja Rule: Verse 1 It must be the way that I spit shit That make you say damn this nigga ridiculous The way I hit 'em and move nigga I can't lose Inconspicuous incognito niggas ain't ready For whoever who

M***a 4 Life (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Memphis Bleek) Ja Rule

What y'all niggaz want street shit, Memph Bleek shit, Ja rule shit You heard nigga It's all real in the field nigga Chorus Niggaz live wit it, money drugs and murdah for life Bitches deal with it, only

It's Your Life (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Shade Sheist) Ja Rule

Ja Rule, Uh Shade and Irv Gotti Niggas don't want none of this [Ja Rule] Ladies call me white Kane, pure as snow Like cocaine, cutiepies powder they nose I've been preaching to the stars Ladies

6 Feet Underground (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

Rule] Look at me now hittin' em up holdin it down cuz I'm destined to be I know you love to see me (6 feet underground) why see do the Devil's Eyes you vision my demise so may your soul lie (6 Feet

It's Murda (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. JAY-Z, DMX) Ja Rule

[Intro Ja rule] It's Murda... (ha ha ha) It's Murda... we back up in this muthafucka!

E-Dub & Ja (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Erick Sermon) Ja Rule

[Ja Rule] Uh, yeah It's Ja Rule baby It's E-Dub Yeah Def Squad Uh Y'all motherfuckers think it's a game right?

The Murderers (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Black Child, Caddillac Tah) Ja Rule

Child ) If you chasin yestraday, you gon miss tomorow It's murda motherfucker, we don't beg or borrow We take shit, fuck you and yo fake bitch When the .8 spit you could feel the hatred, taste it It's your

Between Me & You (Album Version) Ja Rule

Now when I first met her All i thought was...thong, thong, thong Like loser lang we can get our freakin on Baby you know the game slipped away Slide me your number It's the last day of spring, see

Live My Life (Album Version (Explicit)) Noreaga

Stop hatin' on us (Stop hatin' on us...)

Count On Your Nigga Ja Rule

[Ja Rule] Uh, yeah It's Ja Rule nigga Uh, uh, yeah Feel this Uh, Ja Rule nigga Def Jam, Ja Look at my life style it's dangerous When I was young this sorta life was contagious Hustlin' hard

Daddy's Little Baby (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Ronald Isley) Ja Rule

Daddy's little baby, must learn this world is shady And the color of your skin don't make you less of a lady Degrade yourself, never cuz I'm teaching you better Life ain't all about cheddar diamonds and

Black Gloves (Album Version (Explicit)) Young Buck

, we ain't got guns No troops, everything bulletproof, sniper's layin' down on the roof Stash box in the coupe nigga, I'm tellin' you the truth nigga Raise them lil bitty boys, all they do is come shoot

The March Prelude (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

Yeah...*sniff*...been a slave too long.ALL MY MURDERERS!!!!!!Let's march my niggas.Lord, can we get a break? (Lord, can we get a break?)We ain't really happy here. (We ain't really happy here.)Take...

4 Seasons (Album Version (Explicit)) Method Man, Redman

Brick City, yo Yo, yo Funk Doc straight lunatic since young At 8 paint chips the rare moon ---- That pair mics, my maintenance I battle you and then me and Meth exchange shifts For money, to your

It's Murda (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. DMX, JAY-Z) Ja Rule

our punks leave you gagged up in your car Slumping Kennedy-style with your memory out What the fuck y'all want?

Chris Black (Skit-Album Version) Ja Rule

Chris Black (Skit) (One of us) Yeah, Rule (One uf us) Yeah, nigga If God were one of us (One of us) What about that? What if he was? What if he was me? (One of us) What the fuck would I do?

Chris Black (Album Version / Skit) Ja Rule

Chris Black (Skit) (One of us) Yeah, Rule (One uf us) Yeah, nigga If God were one of us (One of us) What about that? What if he was? What if he was me? (One of us) What the fuck would I do?

From The Bottom (Album Version (Explicit)) 2 Pistols

find me dead President's homie cash, rule everything around me I came from the bottom of the bottom, I ain't never goin' back Got them Gucci locs fitted and the plastic on my lap Grindin' you know where

Grey Box (Skit-Album Version) Ja Rule

Girl: Nigga, you know what I want. I want that x. yeah, but what kind you want? You want the white booties, you want the green nikes, you want the Calvin Kleins, you want the Versaces.

Speedin' (Album Version (Explicit)) Rick Ross

Legendary, Runners, You Know Me, Trilla, [Rick Ross] Every dollar that I count can't grow in my account, My account can't count up all my money in an hour, 'Cause it's comin too fast and I'm scared

187 Murda Baptiss Church (Skit) (Album Version (Explicit)) Ja Rule

you be the teacher nah you be da teacher oohh we are here gather my brothers and my sisters(my bitches and my bitches) hush yo mouth in the church young digen black

What (Album Version (Explicit)) Magic

get your isha, nigga See, you ain't scaring me, like you some kind of killa See, I done killed two, so look up in my eyes And what you wan' do, tell me what you wan' do?

Homicide (Album Version (Explicit)) Tony Yayo

rap sheets I feed you to the rats with peanut butter on yo' feet 44 bulldog, get money hustle hard So the feds want my face on that damn number card I drag you in your elevator, hit the stop button So

Web (Album Version (Explicit)) The Roots

nigga, word-a-mouth little rule-a-thumb Y'all better bow down when the ruler come I'm a real hood nigga not a hood-a-lum The way Thought put it down be confusin' some of y'all cats can't walk while chewin

Dedicate (Album Version (Explicit)) Slim Thug

My nigga Sleep Dog, you showed a young nigga how to ball Never settled for small, my dog had it all I can't believe you gone, I'm trying to stay strong Damn what the fuck went on, when you went wrong I

Mama (Album Version (Explicit)) Obie Trice

violence if you're not survivin my environment Don't expect ya to be drivin in [Chorus] [Obie Trice] Mama worked 37 years in the plant 34 days she missed, that's where I get my grind at Her lil' nigga

Money Over Bullshit (Album Version (Explicit)) Nas

tarot cards and bodyguards gettin` sprayed up Sabotagin` my makeup, my watches get laced up Even if they indicted Jacob Forensics, Paramedics carry cowards off Defibrillators shock to your chest,

R.I.P. (Album Version (Explicit)) Birdman

my homies in the pen, Ain't comin' home and that they cant win My homie momma died he was 5, Brought him to the street life taught 'em to survive Block was his daddy, tatts in the caddy now Blowin' on

Survival (Album Version (Explicit)) Lloyd Banks

So you say you a gangsta, right Are you really a rider, yea You don't take shit from no one, no And got your mind on your motherfuckin' dough, lets go I'll be a South Side nigga till I rot Even though

Snitch (Album Version (Explicit)) Obie Trice

[Akon] Take 'em on back to the street [Chrous: Akon] I keep the 40 cal on my side Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster You see a nigga pass by Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya Got glocks

Tattle Teller (Album Version (Explicit)) Tony Yayo

I ain't your friend, you a tattle teller You rat, you snitch, you jealous nigga You coward nigga, you teller nigga Tuck your tail, pluck your whiskers you tattle teller I ain't your friend, you a tattle

Free (Album Version (Explicit)) Freeway

when that nigga locked down and he can't get out And he lose a couple pounds and his skin get pale And he's sittin in his cell til his patience gone, you know Freeway be feelin your pain, I got twelve

Tron (Album Version (Explicit)) The-Dream

Tron tron tron tron tron tron Used to used to used to Used to nigga I used to owe that rent And used to talk that strap 15 million of an umbrella And I said fuck that Fuck I look like hating on

D.O.G.S. (Album Version (Explicit)) Redman

Ha ha ha Tokin on my indo.. Smokin on a indo.. Lookin through your window.. (chi chi blaow!) Doin what I win doe ha ha ha.. it goes Who that tokin on my indo? Pow!

Tussle (Album Version (Explicit)) Big Tuck

of my tool is a train, we searching for change you hating on fame Now, some of these ugly ass girls in herr Think they too fly, to say what's up to a nigga I want you to look at that and hoe and say Fuck

Slap (Album Version (Explicit)) Ludacris

[Chorus:][2X] I know it's strange But my brain's gone really insane And I'm off the chain Sipping on a fifth of the Golden Grain I feel like slappin a nigga today [slap slap] Slappin a nigga

Play (Album Version (Explicit)) David Banner

it Gon play with it Gon play with it Work that clit Cum girl Finger fuck your pussy like you want some, girl Work it like a nigga straight licking on your pearl I wanna see you cum in the middle

I'll F*** U Girl (Skit-Album Version) Ja Rule

In the middle of the night Put it in your butt You know what's up I'll Fuck ya girl! If the puss gets dry And the bitch gotta curl Rub it in ya hair I wanna Fuck ya girl!

Violence (Album Version (Explicit)) Juelz Santana

Nope This is violence (violence, violence) This is violence (violence) Violence [Verse 1: Juelz Santana] The champ is back Yup This is my anthem track Yup This wasn't made for to dance or for your