[Intro: Irv Gotti & Ja Rule]
As we proceed
To give you what you need (Nigggaaa!!!)
03 motherfuckers
D.I.E. motherfuckers (You gon' respect the name)
Begin
As we proceed
To give you what you need
Turn the motherfuckin' headphones up
03 motherfuckers
Yeah that beat is knockin', Buck turn my fuckin' headphones up
D.I.E. motherfuckers
As we proceed
Yeah
To give you what you need
Knockin' to that shit
03 motherfuckers
Yeah
D.I.E. motherfuckers
Murder Inc. shit
We proceed
Ha
To give you what you need (It's the world's most dangerous record label)
03 motherfuckers
(The world's most wanted record label)
D.I.E. motherfuckers
Uh huh
Murder Inc. motherfuckers (Murder Inc. niggggaaa)
Yeah
Ja Rule, motherfucker
[Verse 1: Ja Rule & Irv Gotti]
Who shot ya?
8 slugs and one in your mouth huh
Leave niggas sleep these Q.U. streets
It's war nigga
Fuck callin' what we got beef
Cause I done made blood trickle on down your cheek
Your heart ain't cut for the code of the streets (Snitch nigga)
You're wonderin' is it Murda that shot me? (Ha ha)
It's about to pop, hitch, (yeah) then cock
And 50 called the cops once he heard mad shots
See me in drop
That's [?]
One, electrical tape around this
Old school new school, give a fuck tho (Yeah)
I burn niggas up that disrespect yo (Fuck em)
And niggas on the album Buck, 50, Yayo (Get that)
And when he come home we gon' pop his potato (Get that)
Niggas know (Yeah)
The lyrical molestin' is takin' place
Fuckin' wit I.N.C. it ain't safe
Shots to the face
I been passive wit y'all faggots
Now it's bumps and burses, m1's and Uzis (Yeah)
Ja nigga, smash fools, Curtis know?
And he mad because (Boo, Boo) he knows I'm God's rule (Ay Boo, Boo)
My Murda Inc. army that carry Glock nines
For any motherfuckers whisperin' about mines (And I'm)
And I'm Queens, New York's finest (Always)
Go on rewind this
Murda's behind this
[Chorus: Irv Gotti]
As we proceed to give you what you need
03 motherfuckers
D.I.E. motherfuckers (Yeah, yeah)
As we proceed to give you what you need
03 motherfuckers (Yeah)
D.I.E. motherfuckers
As we proceed to give you what you need
03 motherfuckers
D.I.E. motherfuckers
03 Motherfuckers
D.I.E. motherfuckers
[Verse 2: Ja Rule & Irv Gotti]
It's Rule the beast, I fucks all ya freaks
Loads up clips, bust holes in your Jeeps (Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh)
Nigga don't sleep better watch your back
Or get clapped like your mom did nigga for sellin' crack
I push your wig back cocksucker G's up (G's up)
Keep on talkin' get your Unit sprayed up (Sprayed up, nigga)
Clip the tech, respect I demand it
You slipped and broke my rules they like commandments
Thou shall not fuck with nor see rule'ah
Die a 1000 deaths when I shoot ya (I'm gonna)
I feel for you cause you's a fake ass don, pussy ass nigga that get shot up in cars
You'll die slow but calm
Recognize my face so there won't be no mistakes (Yeah)
So you know where to send jakes (Snitch)
Snitch nigga, (Snitch nigga) bitch nigga (Haaa)
Fuckin' wit them gay niggas (Ahhhh)
Irv Gotti bust daily
I smoke the blunts he sips the lick barley
And them cops they in fire positionin'
Waitin' to get they hands on Murda Inc. cause 50 still snitchin' (Still snitchin' nigga)
Motherfuckers
*Gun cocks*
[Outro: The Notorious B.I.G. & Ja Rule]
Come here, come here
Ayo Big, get this nigga
Open your fuckin' mouth
Didn't I tell you nigga
Open, didn't I tell you don't fuck with me
Yeah nigga
Huh, didn't I tell you not to fuck with me
Yo, his fuckin' mouth, put it in his mouth nigga
Huh, look at you now
Open your mouth faggot
Huh, can't talk with a gun in your mouth, huh
Big, get this nigga
Bitch ass nigga, what
What nigga (It's murrrrrdaaaa)
Fuck these niggas
Murdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
*Shots being fired*
