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[Ja Rule]

Buck 89 on the boards . . . what up Buck

Word to God, Hussein, what up nigga

Haha, life is good . . . a yo

It`s a reality that . . . all the real niggaz

Have to smash on the bitch niggas

And you know I like to call this The Wrap, hehe, yeah, uh, yeah



[Verse]

It`s a Wrap and any men that don`t wanna get clapped

Better not violate the camp, get shot down by chance

I`m real advanced with that cock and blast

Cause the feds wont look back, for cleaning cash

What cashes we cleansing, it`s all about the Benjamins, what

If it`s dirty then we rincing it off

You niggaz don`t give a fuck, mobbed up in H2s

Niggaz is tlaking shit, aw bitch, that`s old news

They say I rap to rhythm and blues

But when I turn on the radio, I hear y`all niggaz rappin` it too

He`s like "Baby can you give it to me"

Nah, I`ma give it to you

The same way that we gave it to Proof

The same way that we gave it to Loose

Put that bang, bang, bang to use nigga

Cause Rule`s the truth nigga, for show

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh

Hit `em in retro, throwback like West `Paul

Niggaz wanna ball, but can`t on the West Coast

Dre Day`s been dead a long time ago

Respect the Inc/Row/Rap-A-Lot collabo

Just know that you nigga ain`t save on the globe

And while the world probes, I arrest verse I.N.C.

I`m still wishing y`all the R.I.P.

Can I Live, for I D.I.E.

I`m talkin`, M.O.B, murder inc bosses

Count your losses



[Fatal Hussein]

Now before they start runnin` they lips

I thought I should warn these motherfuckers, there`s a gun in this bitch

And I know he`s got one on his hip

But I got the drop, and outside, Rule got the Drops

All it takes is a cock and a pop

Money for bail, ain`t seeing no more sales

Instead, I`m poppin` on Yahts

They told me J.Prince runnin` the south

And I`m beast from the east, that`ll come and put a gun in your mouth

I got bricks for days, dicks to make a bitch behave

Had to baldhead my shit threw, had to switch the waves

Just that quick, slip and the mac spit, bladdat

Four up in they chest and reload while they back flip

We in this together, bad weather, rippin` the storm

They some dictionary rappers, they just spittin` the norm

You supposed to know the La Costra Nostra flow

I did it, cause I lived it, you can quote the flow

Hit your six up with sixteen in sixty seconds

Get your whips up, we split beams, keep fifty weapons

To you coppers that`s posin` a threat

Fire up the air, wholes in the tec

to put a hole in your neck

See I rep for the four forty but I`m about the five

Ride by, blazin` out the five, nigga I`m so cool

Bitches say, Hizzy, you remind me of the old school

In the club posted, snatching hoes with no jewels

Nigga



[Ja Rule talking]

You know

As the world turns, these bitch niggaz is runnin`

and hiding and shit (You know these motherfuckers be ducking` hidin`)

But I`m fucking chasin y`all faggots

All across the globe (Smashing they ass)

Out the back of BET, out the back of clubs

Nigga, you ain`t POPPIn` BUB IN NO MOTHERFUCKIN` CLUBS, nowhere

NIGGA, BE HONEST WITH YOURSELF you FUCKING CLOWNs

You niggaz is fucking clowns, y`all ain`t gonna nowhere

I`m right here, I`m right here, huntin` you`ll motherfuckin`

Bitch ass niggaz down, it`s a wrap niggaz, it`s a wrap niggaz

it`s a wrap niggaz, it`s a wrap niggaz

A yo, this nigga, this nigga runnin` around talkin` about

"I got shot nine times, I got shot"

Want everybody to be motherfuckin` sympathetic

A yo 50, pull your skirt down B,

A yo, Niggaz get shot everday b, you tough? HAHAHA

Yeah ... Murder Inc shit . . . bitch ass nigga

WE OUT

[Ja Rule]

Buck 89 on the boards . . . what up Buck

Word to God, Hussein, what up nigga

Haha, life is good . . . a yo

It`s a reality that . . . all the real niggaz

Have to smash on the bitch niggas

And you know I like to call this The Wrap, hehe, yeah, uh, yeah



[Verse]

It`s a Wrap and any men that don`t wanna get clapped

Better not violate the camp, get shot down by chance

I`m real advanced with that cock and blast

Cause the feds wont look back, for cleaning cash

What cashes we cleansing, it`s all about the Benjamins, what

If it`s dirty then we rincing it off

You niggaz don`t give a fuck, mobbed up in H2s

Niggaz is tlaking shit, aw bitch, that`s old news

They say I rap to rhythm and blues

But when I turn on the radio, I hear y`all niggaz rappin` it too

He`s like "Baby can you give it to me"

Nah, I`ma give it to you

The same way that we gave it to Proof

The same way that we gave it to Loose

Put that bang, bang, bang to use nigga

Cause Rule`s the truth nigga, for show

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh

Hit `em in retro, throwback like West `Paul

Niggaz wanna ball, but can`t on the West Coast

Dre Day`s been dead a long time ago

Respect the Inc/Row/Rap-A-Lot collabo

Just know that you nigga ain`t save on the globe

And while the world probes, I arrest verse I.N.C.

I`m still wishing y`all the R.I.P.

Can I Live, for I D.I.E.

I`m talkin`, M.O.B, murder inc bosses

Count your losses



[Fatal Hussein]

Now before they start runnin` they lips

I thought I should warn these motherfuckers, there`s a gun in this bitch

And I know he`s got one on his hip

But I got the drop, and outside, Rule got the Drops

All it takes is a cock and a pop

Money for bail, ain`t seeing no more sales

Instead, I`m poppin` on Yahts

They told me J.Prince runnin` the south

And I`m beast from the east, that`ll come and put a gun in your mouth

I got bricks for days, dicks to make a bitch behave

Had to baldhead my shit threw, had to switch the waves

Just that quick, slip and the mac spit, bladdat

Four up in they chest and reload while they back flip

We in this together, bad weather, rippin` the storm

They some dictionary rappers, they just spittin` the norm

You supposed to know the La Costra Nostra flow

I did it, cause I lived it, you can quote the flow

Hit your six up with sixteen in sixty seconds

Get your whips up, we split beams, keep fifty weapons

To you coppers that`s posin` a threat

Fire up the air, wholes in the tec

to put a hole in your neck

See I rep for the four forty but I`m about the five

Ride by, blazin` out the five, nigga I`m so cool

Bitches say, Hizzy, you remind me of the old school

In the club posted, snatching hoes with no jewels

Nigga



[Ja Rule talking]

You know

As the world turns, these bitch niggaz is runnin`

and hiding and shit (You know these motherfuckers be ducking` hidin`)

But I`m fucking chasin y`all faggots

All across the globe (Smashing they ass)

Out the back of BET, out the back of clubs

Nigga, you ain`t POPPIn` BUB IN NO MOTHERFUCKIN` CLUBS, nowhere

NIGGA, BE HONEST WITH YOURSELF you FUCKING CLOWNs

You niggaz is fucking clowns, y`all ain`t gonna nowhere

I`m right here, I`m right here, huntin` you`ll motherfuckin`

Bitch ass niggaz down, it`s a wrap niggaz, it`s a wrap niggaz

it`s a wrap niggaz, it`s a wrap niggaz

A yo, this nigga, this nigga runnin` around talkin` about

"I got shot nine times, I got shot"

Want everybody to be motherfuckin` sympathetic

A yo 50, pull your skirt down B,

A yo, Niggaz get shot everday b, you tough? HAHAHA

Yeah ... Murder Inc shit . . . bitch ass nigga

WE OUT

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