Ja Rule Die Lyrics

Die Lyrics

Money ain`t never been nothing, I hit the block if this sh*t get ugly and it 
ain`t never been in my heart to let niggas thug me hit the dealer and cop a 
drop if the eyes is buggy and pull up in front of the spot cause the mommies 
love me it`s gangsta yeah and ain`t no nigga gone match me stocky chubby nigga 
voice real raspy I see uou real flashy but that ain`t gone last nigga pop fire 
off shots and that`s your as* nigga it`s war now that`s why I keep the four 
with long nozzle 600 bad bit*h on it holding down the throttle and f**k that 
beef sh*t cause some beef won`t die and some niggas will say they gangsta but 
they won`t rise so why it`s hard for you to decide I`ll let it fly 40 shots hit

your ride up hit the tropics and hide up under palm trees to white sand 
everything is a price man you snipe when bullets are piping hot when it`s your 
flesh it begin warming you nw die motherf**ker die! Cause I`m tired of warning 
you!

Yeah we hear now-Die motherf**ker-don`t get scared now die-motherf**ker Black 
Child I`m off parole it`s Murder now in a hood near you about to burn it down 
word to God it feels like I`m from every hood cause when you ghetto your ghetto

with gats you good sell cracks if you could bust your gat when you should it`s 
for my blacks from the bricks back to Inglewood we eat together nigga f**k the 
crossroads in this world my flow is another lost soul my sh*t sounds like shots

from a 4 pound for these bit*h clowns it`s war now it`s all about paper that`s 
my issue f**k peace you can have a piece of the pistol.

Chorus (2x)
Everybody gone die but nobody want dead (Die motherf**ker die) It`s your life 
Everybody wanna live but they wanna live scared (Die motherf**ker Die) That`s 
your life 


Niggas know the truth Rule raises the roof cause I pop more shots than Abdul 
Rauf and when the concludes I bring closure to the situ come thru squeeze 8 out

the stolen black pinto niggas know my mental kill or be killed head for the 
hills but don`t never slide down it if you to high ground it (puff, puff) uhhh!

Is how it sounded 2 shots thru and silent and 1 nigga stripped of his talent 
new f**king Yiddy City the sex and violence where first time offenders get 
floated to the island and one time give a nigga one time breathe wrong and a 
nigga have a blown mind I blow lines like an addict bust guns erratic shine 
blind like carats rules above average me and this music make a marriage so I 
thee wed till I`m either jailed or dead motherf**kers! Feel me niggas!