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Текст (слова) песни: Ja rule - Niggaz Theme



Case- (x2)

Its plain to see

You cant change me

Cause Im a be a nigga for life

(chorus)

Black child-

For life we gonna be niggas

Fuck the world its yours my niggas

Load the nine and blaze my niggas

Ja rule-

Yeah, cause Im a nigga for life

Ja rule-

Whos that chipped out

Twenty one year old, hot commodity

Coming out of a bum deal lottery

With a flow like sodomy

Put it on your bitch ass quite properly

I suggest you keep all eyes on me

And dont sleep as it is Im highly critique

Pussy, money, murder its part of my mystique

You feelin me this here is one of queens elite

Predecessor of the street

While you munch I eat

Jas here

The nigga you love but still fear

I done been there done that

Now nigga its my year

I can leave you on the clear view

If you aint yet clear

Matter of fact if you breathin be glad you got air

Shut the fuck up

When grown folks are talkin you hear

Or get your shit blown baby

From mouth to ear

Dont fear when you smoke weed and fuckin your wife

Why? cause Im a nigga for life

(chorus) x2

Spare yourself the reality of a n ass whippin

What Im givin when I be gettin tight and start flippin

On your bitch ass niggas that like formin a cipher

Gates me hyper

Want the real Im a slice ya

Light ya

Ass up with sixteen or more slugs

Comin from my snub nose bull dog

Raw, to the core lets lay down some laws

This is jas house bow down or bring the war

Mother fuckers

Yall dont want to touch whats hot

Whatever it be mic, glock, drug spot

Like a bitch you scared of life and takin chances

And right now you showin more ass then an exotic dancer

The answer is this

Niggas dont wanna touch

Ja is livin stronger then a fucking coke rush

See on the streets we be killin niggas like cash

And you heard i.n.c. nigga its murda

Case- (x2)

Its plain to see

You cant change me

Cause Im a be a nigga for life

(chorus)

Ja rule-

Nigga, I live among thorough breads

Raised to blaze lead

If you get shot play dead

And put two in his head

Im known to pasteurize

And criticize

A nigga size

Look him right in the eyes

And leave him dead where he lies

We come through mobbin

Like crips from compton

Were all in burners and sippin on gin

Fuck flossin

Nigga Im burnin iron

And if you aint buyin

Then youre dyin

From denyin

Im so inspirin

To the youth, see Im settin it strait

Lettin them know never to step on nothin less then an eighth

And the longer it takes

Some body is gonna die for it

The streets is watchin

Jigga warned you dont ignore it

Its only niggas holdin

Go jap and blow yen

With the six double strait out of the pin

Brandishin

Steal for the ice

Hioldin my dick

Talkin shit

Shootin dice

A nigga for life

So whatcha sayin is

What the fuck is a nigga?

Rob a bitch, slap a bitch

All that shit

(chorus) x2

 

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