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Worldwide Gangsta
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Ca sĩ: Ja Rule
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[Black Child talking]
What's up Chi-town?
Yeah, Murder INC. back up in ya area
On that gangsta **** ya know
Connect worldwide
Worldwide gangsta **** nah mean?
From Chi-town to Miami
Houston to mother ****in' LA, we connect *****
With some gangsta ****
 
[Caddillac Tah]
Mother ****ers, you fronting we coming with heat *****s
Are-15s we sweeping up the street bigger
Guns make *****s run, we squeeze triggers
We leave *****s dead for the stacks, slumped over, head in they lap
 
[Black Child]
Yo, we constantly count cream in the crackhouse
Basically, we bangin' *****es backs out
I feel like the last child
Throwin' bricks at a glasshouse
Poppin' and puffin' till I pass out
 
[Caddillac Tah]
This gangsta **** is for all my youngins who flip birds
And hug the block, in club they Cris and twist the bud, ***** what
We live it up, from Chi-town to my town
We diggin sluts, long dickin' in the guts
 
[Black Child]
We just religious thugs, gangsta pimps
Hoes fall in love the way we throw this ****
The Hummers on dubs look like tanks and ****
We came to stop the bank, don't blink be sick
 
[Caddillac Tah]
***** all of our love is for the chips
And I don't chase hoes, just pasos and bricks
***** let me sum it up
Why y'all *****s is dumb enough
Run on up, the guns we tuck, bust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
 
[Black Child]
Holla at us, R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C
With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari Black and Caddillac Tah
*****, we go hard
 
[Gotti]
I'm loud when the shells pop
Still I sell rock
Got outta jail on bail, gettin' ready to plot
Yo I kidnap *****s
Then ***** smack *****s
Give me the crack ***** or get clap *****
I ain't one of these rap *****s
I'm a big gat spitter
Bangin' and slangin' to be a rich *** *****
Don't get tired in these streets
My ***** died in these streets
It's only one option, provide for these streets
My peeps out here so I ride with these streets
Spent weeks out here, grind on these streets
I know the deal out here
It's real out here
Got ***** bud murder and I'm still out here
Rockland, Murder INC. you get killed out here
Chi-town, New York, blood spill out here
And thugs like me, still out here
Yeah you heard *****, I'm still out here
 
[Boo]
A yo I ride up, lied up outta my mind
Black Cadillac truck *****, loaded with nines
To my thugs on the block, holdin' it down
I got love on the block, look at my eyes
Rockland, Murder INC. what the **** you think
Me and Gotti whole plan is to cover the streets
We don't want to body you man, **** the beef
We sell a lot of these grams, and clutch the heat
To many moves to be made, fake thug *****s
Get a few through they brain, I been plug *****
It's rules to the game
Cats like me play not to lose in this game
You see this little ***** makin' moves in the Range
I see you wack *****s still crusin' with lames
Get full ***** cause it's food to the brain
Rockland ***** spit fire and flames
Get it right *****, we gangsta
 
[Ja Rule]
Murder INC. gets poppin' pills, clips, however you like it
*****s get extorted, *****es get excited
Known to start riots, the Rule and I-N-see
Got fedaraleighs watchin' me, the why-G and I-G
Put it together family orientated through guns, drugs, and good relations
Real conversations, we call it real talk
And that **** spreads all the way from LA to New York
And I love talk, that's when you get to smash on *****s
Catch 'em in the dark spot and put the flash on *****s
Cameras, lights, action, go buck at the master
See's and past if when I die blow my ashes
Off the shores of Costa Rica, ***** to each is own
The Rule ain't dyin' alone ************s