Niggas & Bitches Ja Rule

[Intro: Ja Rule]
Yeah
Ah ha, uh huh
You know how we do (we're gonna do how we do)
Uh, uh, yo my nigga Cad what's hangin nigga (gangsta shit)
Nigga Terry what's goin on nigga
Let me talk to 'em for a minute (Murder Inc. bosses in the buildin')
Yeah, haha

[Chorus]
NIGGAS!
Grip the iron and keep it cocked
BITCHES!
Rub ya clit get that pussy hot
'Cause it's all about the benjamins and nobody ain't doin' it like us come on what y'all want?
NIGGAS!
Grip the iron and keep it cocked
BITCHES!
Rub ya clit keep that pussy hot
'Cause it's all about sex, money, and murder, bitches that burn ya, niggas with burners
Cocked and let go!

[Verse 1]
Fuck all y'all motherfuckin' bitch ass niggas
I'm talkin' to whoever wanna be ridin' my didick
And you know you gon' get it as hot as I spit it (Yeah)
It's the Rule and nobody wanna be bothered wit
If I hit 'em in every direction with four fifths (Yeah)
Will they spin like 45's with compact discs (come on)
It's a disappointment to see niggas flip on Rule like they double jointed
When I'm one of rap's anointed
Who else used to order (Haha) this all on the dick (Yea)
Like when I come through with spinners on the six
And got bitches bouncin' like Ronnie in Tricks (Yeah)
'Cause some whores in this game really don't make sense (You know)
Bomb proofin' vehicles and clonin' m's (Hoe ass niggas)
But when bullets go through your film and break your limbs
The horror show begins, picture this (Rule)
Just in case you can't see (Rule) it, it's Murda again