(Ja Rule and Vita)
Yo (we murderers, baby)
The murderous (I'm here for you, baby)
I.N.C. (I'll ride for you, baby)
Vita, Ja Rule
[Hook]
(Ja Rule and Vita)
I be running and gunning them down (we murderers, baby)
Leave me or love me now (I'm here for you baby)
Anywhere, anyhow (I'll ride for you baby)
You and I together, and we blast forever
{2x}
(Ja Rule)
Ja's the dream and niggas wake up and sweats it's about
Horse head in your bed, nigga
Gun your mouth
Potty it out
Wrong nigga
Spit one more thang and have your hood pouring out liquor
Cause my niggas run through lesbians
Niggas, that act like broads
Feel the strength and thus be gone
Hold up, nigga the dough done sped up
You might wanna keep in touch with murderers
Cause we, the murderous I.N.C
Is above y'all niggas, it's the lord in me
And we can never be at a love loss
But you, showed me love ain't boss
Feel the force
This young Horse
Known as Rule
Get more paper than Jigga for my jewels
And lord knows ain't no pussy going to stop my flow
I don't love you hoes, I'm out the door
[Hook]
(~Vita~)
You that motherfucking bitch, Vita nigga
You want me to ride you nigga
Clap up and hide you nigga
Been beside my niggas for this long
I'm keeping my head right and tight and dough long
I can go on, about the shit I've been through
Transportin' ki's in the rental
Shit I got issues
If I pop a bitch
Then she probably a snitch
L-A-V-I-T-A AKA Taday, body shit
With my niggas for my bitches
Sold drugs with niggas who the murderous
I'm the bitch, sometimes I even spit on chicks
Cause in the club, I sip Crys', and I piss the shit, baby
I know y'all broads is feeling me, lately, not literally
Cause I touch them with gunplay, dark is us
Any light, shine, we bust
Vita, Gotti and Rule, we make up The Murderers
[Hook x2]
(~Vita~)
The reasons why I ride between the lines
Be the same reasons I clap off the nines
Roll up on Bronx, like, who da hot bitch
And stock, with some sweats, hopping out a 6
(Ja Rule)
That's it, go head baby, floss on bitches
But me, I'm continue to clap niggas
Strike at heavy hitters that play the field, reveal
Pull that weaponry we keep concealed
(Vita and Ja Rule)
It's murder to the end (It's murder for life)
Only Jesus Christ made a stronger sacrifice
These niggas I die for, lies to the fed for 'em
Set out these bitch niggas, I pick them in bad form
(Ja Rule)
Baby, I'm long gone, but I'm loyal
For the love that you show to your bitches
And spread to your thugs
And they tongue kiss slugs
When the fucking wit us
You crazy, that's why (We Murderers baby!)
[Hook x2]
