gotti style

aaaah

what

niggaz don't want it

yeah

ja rule

dmx

def jam niggaz hah

mutherfuckers better stay the fuck out of our way

understand that

knawmean?

we doin this shit straight gangsta style

gotti style nigga

fuck y'all

uh

uh

uh

ja's the torture

the high class

toss to d

grimy and gritty

outter limits in this inner city

niggaz is definately assed-out

fuckin wit me

end up wit a gun in your mouth

straight cheese

i should bust em

cuz see me killin you don't mean nothin

i'll put you through a lifetime of sufferin nigga

then you'll learn that bridges ain't made to be burned

drug money is rightfully earned

well deserved

some rules just think

are fit for takes

and ja's rules make em large

that you fatefully break

unless you wanna get spanked

with the 9 fully loaded

we can murder each other

meet at the crossroads

and if i die tonight

in the immortal words of pac

my niggaz gonna hunt you till you drop

believe that

niggaz is capable of all that

take your mom for ransom

give little kids back

that's the way we do things

never leave shells

never drop names

roll with the game as it change

ja's to blame

i'ma let this world share my pain

in my demise you can put it on my grave

here lies a lost soul of rage