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Ja Rule
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| Count On Your Nigga
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[Ja Rule]
Uh, yeah
Its Ja Rule nigga
Uh, uh, yeah
Feel this
Uh, Ja Rule nigga
Def Jam, Ja
Look at my life style its dangerous
When I was young this sorta life was contagious
Hustlin hard like them sharks down in Vegas
My gat and I come bust spontaneous
This world made us to take only what they gave us
The game is our loss
Watch yo gloat
Then show you that this world aint yours
Push crack like swingin doors
And leave strips wide open
Jas holdin
A pair a nines and yall cats foldin
My life aint been all that goldin
This ryme hit me at a young age and kept callin
I know Im fallin
To the evil of money and drugs and lost woman
But thats what Im lovin about livin
Bein I see my birth as a givin
Knowin my inner limits
This game aint no scrimmage
Lets play big were winners
Beg the Lord for forgiveness
For when I die please take me off your shit list
Cause Ill be nameless
Puttin them through changes
The J to the A
Niggas know the flows crazy
[Chorus]
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
Its evident whos out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin in life figure
Theres no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
Its evident whos out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Where we goin in life figure
Theres no start no end
But when in doubt
You could count on your nigga
[Ja Rule]
I got a lust for this money
Admire them old timers
Assume with no conscience
Made a world so chaotic
Opened up my mind and introduced me to narcotics
Brand new wips not this thicks the hottest chicks
I just cant seem to keep them off my dicks
The difference is yall did yall thing on the low
Made alot of doe
We did our thing high pro
Thou we still blew
I wish I knew dirty money was evil
I never understood until I lost a few people
Dead and gone still their memory lives on
Throw a mural up let them niggas them was loved
Now were in to better things
Got our hands on every ring
Crime in the streets
Cause its my time
I draw the line between love and war really
Nigga you with me
Your flossin, out side that you fear me
Literally strait up and down with no cross
As God is my witness and JA is yours
Im a spit in your directions
Hit the floors, Nigga
[Chorus]
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
Its evident whos out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin in life figure
Theres no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
Its evident whos out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Where we goin in life figure
Theres no start no end
But when in doubt
You could count on your nigga
Uh, yeah
Uh
Its Def Jam
Topp dogg nigga
Recognize
Uh, Uh
Ja Rule nigga
Uh, Uh
Recognize
Def Jam nigga
Uh, yeah
Recognize
Uh, yo
Im big boy nigga
What the deal big boy
What the deal
Uh, yeah
All my niggas, live on
Dog
We kill em all
[Chorus]
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
Its evident whos out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin in life figure
Theres no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at to where we be?
Its evident whos out for the dead president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Where we goin in life figure
Theres no start no end
But when in doubt
You could count on your nigga
Uh, yeah |
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14.Oct.2001 14:10:53 |
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