M***a 4 Life (feat. Memphis Bleek) [Explicit]

Yeah, what y'all **** want?

Street shit, Memph Bleek shit, Ja Rule

You heard, ****

It's all real in the field, ****

**** live with it, money, drugs and murder for life

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night

If you feelin' it, get high, it's alright

But you can't get it 'til the day of my demise

**** live with it, money, drugs and murder for life

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night

If you feelin' it, get high, it's alright

But you can't get it 'til the day of my demise

Yo, you can holla at the dog, haters wanna see me fall

Bitches wanna see me ball, killers they don't wanna see me at all

If I wasn't rolling with the rock, would you **** pass rock?

Share birds or flash Glocks

I walk around with two Mac's, razors and ice picks

Just 'cause you **** wanna see me hurtin' like them

It's all about the Benjamins, money, cash, hoes

Livin' through this shit I'm in, **** stack dough

Street scholar, eight-figure ****, white collar cat

Ain't the M-E-M-P-H man, bitch holla back

I'm a creature smokin' on haze, since it was reefer

Drug ass flow, like I've been cut with Ether

Mark ass ****, don't want parts of this ****

Spark with this ****, blaze bark with this ****

Me and Ja Rule fuckin' you hoes, is what these guys do

Ain't the type to buy you, mommy, how are you?

Slide cock inside you, supply you, with ten bitches times two

I'm a motherfucking animal

**** live with it, money, drugs and murder for life

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night

If your feelin' it, get high, it's alright

**** can't get it 'til the day of my demise

**** live with it, money, drugs and murder for life

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night

If your feelin' it, get high, it's alright

**** can't get it 'til the day of my demise

Fuck, the world 'cause it ain't quite ready for me

I'm livin' my life, ****, take a look at these eyes

Witness what it's like to be real, ****

Guns, drugs, hot slugs, coke runs

Want some, get some, bad enough, pop some, ****

Fuck around with Ja and Bleek, get hit up

Tearing your whole clique up, then we clip up

****, that's what the murder, ****, that's us

What the fuck? Is you ready to die right now, ****?

Make you feel my style, ****

Growin' up with wild Brook-'nam and Queens-isle, ****

Hit 'em, any **** that breathe, room riddle 'em with hot ones

Ain't no **** like me, who you ridin' with?

Rollin' nothing but hot shit, your bitch, my bitch

Only difference is bitches on my dick, blow dick

How I cock, spread it, hoes love that shit

You sell a Bent, I turn you in to the freakiest bitch

Have you topless, dancing in bars naked for dollars

Y'all bitches know how my style is, always in some foul shit

Rule bitch, let the world know when I spit

Nothing but the murderous, live with it

**** live with it, money, drugs and murder for life

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night

If your feelin' it, get high, it's alright

**** can't get it 'til the day of my demise

**** live with it, money, drugs and murder for life

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night

If your feelin' it, get high, it's alright

**** can't get it 'til the day of my demise

Yo, yo, yo, holla, what you think of that?

Bitch, where we freakin' at?

Bum chicken, I don't speak to that

Fly mama, I'll creep with that

Live with it, lick it and hit it, don't stop, get it, get it

Don't trick it, bitch, would you fuck with it?

Brook-'nam and Queens, yo it means more killas

More guns, more drugs, more real ass ****

Holla, don't give a fuck dollars

****, what you want? Get it crump blazed stump

What the fuck y'all want, ****?

None of me, 'cause I hit 'em with too much style

In my energy, got **** creating little me's

I'm a lot game squeeze

Knowing it's my time, if I leave and breathe

**** hatin' on mines, I'm a nightmare

**** better prepare to die and deal with

Ja hollering murder for life

**** live with it, money, drugs and murder for life

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night

If your feelin' it, get high, it's alright

**** can't get it 'til the day of my demise

**** live with it, money, drugs and murder for life

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night

If your feelin' it, get high, it's alright

**** can't get it 'til the day of my demise

Uh, yeah, ****

Ja Rule

Memph Bleek

Holla Back

Roc-A-Fella

This is murder, this is murder

Uh, uh, we out