[Intro: Sizzla & Ja Rule]
They can't keep a good man down (Yeah)
Always keep a smile (Yeah) when they want me to frown (Yeah) (Let's get into sumthin')
Keep the vibes and (Y'all know how we do it in here) (Get into sumthin' real quick Buck) they stood my grounds (Yeah)
They will never ever take (Yeah) my crown (IT'S MURDAAAAA!)
Who Ja' Bless I say no man curse (Yeah)
Things gettin' better when they thought it would be worse
Here comes the officer askin for a search
They found no weapon, just only a draw first
[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
I know y'all niggas is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm into makin' hit records that spin like rims
So when Flex get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city park your cars, turn off ya lights
And flick to your hazards, 'cause when Rule spit to the masses
I got your attention like J.Lo's ass
[Jamacian Talking and Shots Fired]
[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
I know y'all niggas is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm into makin' hit records that spin like rims
So when Flex get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city park your cars, turn off your lights
And flick to your hazards, 'cause when Rule spit to the masses
I got your attention like J.Lo's ass
And if it's pussy we talkin' I come to smash 'em
Personal foul like Kobe, when I sexual harass 'em
'Cause bitches want you beat it with passion
Niggas want to you to clip up and clap 'em
Hide the body like nothin' happened
Niggas need to get they money and stick to rappin'
Or end up like one of the Jackson's, beware of your actions
'Cause you don't wanna meet that Desert E's
With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze (it's so easy nigga)
And no matter how you cut me I'm always cheese
Like Black said, "it's a hundred and eighty-seven degrees"
Muthafucka!!!
They can't keep a good man down (Yeah)
Always keep a smile (Yeah) when they want me to frown (Yeah) (Let's get into sumthin')
Keep the vibes and (Y'all know how we do it in here) (Get into sumthin' real quick Buck) they stood my grounds (Yeah)
They will never ever take (Yeah) my crown (IT'S MURDAAAAA!)
Who Ja' Bless I say no man curse (Yeah)
Things gettin' better when they thought it would be worse
Here comes the officer askin for a search
They found no weapon, just only a draw first
[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
I know y'all niggas is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm into makin' hit records that spin like rims
So when Flex get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city park your cars, turn off ya lights
And flick to your hazards, 'cause when Rule spit to the masses
I got your attention like J.Lo's ass
[Jamacian Talking and Shots Fired]
[Verse 1: Ja Rule]
I know y'all niggas is second guessin' the state I'm in
Bitch, I'm into makin' hit records that spin like rims
So when Flex get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city park your cars, turn off your lights
And flick to your hazards, 'cause when Rule spit to the masses
I got your attention like J.Lo's ass
And if it's pussy we talkin' I come to smash 'em
Personal foul like Kobe, when I sexual harass 'em
'Cause bitches want you beat it with passion
Niggas want to you to clip up and clap 'em
Hide the body like nothin' happened
Niggas need to get they money and stick to rappin'
Or end up like one of the Jackson's, beware of your actions
'Cause you don't wanna meet that Desert E's
With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze (it's so easy nigga)
And no matter how you cut me I'm always cheese
Like Black said, "it's a hundred and eighty-seven degrees"
Muthafucka!!!
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