around me, unless u're desires lead u to touch da dream, I'm being back to da back, EG onda jeans, if u brought it to da left den u can see how it leans
Ja) J-A-R (yeah) U-L-E (what, let 'em know) (Who else you thought it would beeeee) (All my bitches with me say) J-A-R, U-L-E (what's my name, nigga?) (
[Ja:] I anit much on prayin' now [people:] Alright its alright... [Ja:] I never really known my daddy [people:] Preach Preach brother preach [Ja:] My
Stripping business started in Africa long time ago long long long time ago White man went to Africa and He saw these beautiful black women walkin' around
[Chorus] [Ja Rule] I got you ma, I'm in L.A., I'm the latest Caught the last flight in from JFK Baggage claim sign read R-U-L-E Takin me straight to
True fuckin' story I swear on my mothers eyes The greatest fuckin' come back ever Fuckin' bottom of the ninth right 3 balls 2 strikes 2 outs bases loaded
(feat. Lloyd, Alexus) [Ja Rule Intro:] Word to mother to my nigga Buck 3000 on the boards! Holla back! They be killing it know what I mean big boy!
the mood To eat a nigga food I murder with real bombs [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Ja Rule] The nine the cal the pound of coke, niggaz The weed the dope the E
keepin u comin back to the one u been fuckin but never thought you'd be fuckin how often do u think about the awkwardness of it I know u love it to say
Yea This one goes out To all my niggaz across the world Going through that struggle Feeling that pain We wit you my niggaz But no matter what God has
No No you fucker your smoking that trash all wrong save that for the bitchs Give me a second fucker I'm make a phone call real quick Hey hey say what
[Lloyd] Umm hey, comin from Where I'm From (I'm from) ohhh yea [Ja Rule] Kids get killed in ghettos, shot up over the car limos While they mom was at
I leave stinkin and stiff Your pinky and wrist, and your necklace Get removed nigga, my wolves is playin hardball Leavin him bloody like a Pelican Bay yard brawl [Chorus] [Ja Rule
me All my gangsta niggaz, all my bitches, hehe..... Rule My nigga Buck from the boards I got my family out here and shit My nigga Burns, L Murda, J.R.
[Chorus: R. Kelly] + (Ashanti) If it wasn't for the money, cars and movies stars and jewels And all these things I got I wonder, hey Would you still
need love too, I'm fuckin witchu [Chorus: Ja Rule] Niggaz need to read the man-u-al To seperate your housewife from a hoe Cause there's no rules to this
ain't R.U.L.E. They do, but dont do it like me Nobody, nobody, Does it Like R.U.L.E. <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a>
[Hook ? Ja Rule] I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, Nigga I'm from New York (New York) I got a semi-automatic that spits next time if you talk (
