Murda Murda Lyrics by Ja Rule

Murda Murda

*over the "holla holla" instrumental*

Dmx-
Murda murda, Im the nigga yall heard of
Keep the game tight, wit clumanati and ? ? ? dura? ? ?
Shit be hot, time to reach the top
The i-n-c got new york on lock
Lets hit the hot spot with foxy brown
Lets go with craig g, back to uptown
Nigga fucks wit us, nigga gets beatdown
Remember the theory, dogs cant drown
My shit be bootlegged, more than any other rapper
I say fuck it, like epmd with ? ? ?
So when the lights go out, you fuck or die
And when the cops question you, you lie or die

[chorus] x2
Ja rule-
Murda murda, everytime clue be like
Word up, word up cant stop the murda like
Headrush headrush, get your shit right
And bounce wit the murda murda
Say what?

Jay-z-
Step it up
Jay-z and inc, bout to lay it up
Cajz[casual] or what]]]hell yeah, nigga
My mother fuckin name ]]]jigga jigga
With the motherfuckin]]]murda murda
So get it right, dont get it fucked up
Or I just might have to blow your motherfuckin head up
Cause I go from lyrically strong to lyrically fit
And Im ready to shit
On anybody who be wantin to
To talk shit about it
Cause I be motherfuckin jay-z
And one third of the group, they call murder i-n-c

[chorus] x2

Murdachild-
Murdachild
Type of nigga, thatll turn buckwild
Throw pain to dat ass, for fuckin up the rotation
[what? ] puff puff pass
My rhymes and lyrics be strictly the illest
And cause them niggaz feelin this
They might make a album, featuring me
A freestyle or somethin with the i-n-c
Ill come through like m.i.b., erase ya memory
Cause dmx said they aint ready for a nigga like me
Dont forget yall, when it comes to stackin chips
To drivin whips, there aint no competition
This shit here is my motherfuckin mission
And yes, I choose to accept it
Me and clumanati are about to wreck it
So yo ja rule
[word]
Set it!

[chorus] x2