The Life

And anybody that want it or got jewels run it
Fuck talk get the chalk out
Ride out nigga
Yeah, that's subliminal
Until your limbs feel a loss of movement
That's the way I get down, believe my style is Murder

And all my niggaz that live it from hood to hood bang to this, nigga
Just a pop swift to the dome, on the real "G-Unit" nigga, glock and all this
Murder meets gangsta shit
And niggaz bleed heavier than hoes on they period
Now I expose how scary you niggaz is
The life, the life (the life, the life )
Whether it's dope or coke we all slang drugs
From here back to the block, they get that green
I ain't a killer, I just spark a lot
But when the slug hit, you dead if your name ain't armored truck

Crazy since '94, that's why cats don't hang around me like Chinese stores
One step ahead of you, get more guys
Whether your hoein or stuck up, we're still gon' fuck
Must minimal (who done it?) it's Murder
Okay, motherfuckers when the bounce came to your waist
Cause I'm a put it in a rhyme, every time, about to spray up your crew
Don't get left with the cops
Murder Inc., Outlawz and the Floys is here
Rule nigga you know it, these others cats is pitiful
Bang, bang, shoot 'em up, cowboys is near
Lace shots to the face
It's cool, my new best friend is my pistol
Whether your Blood or 'cause we all gangsta
Hopin it shut case, John Doe
In the hospital in critical livin
You'll be lucky if your able to crawl or walk out
Who gets down and bangs with nothin but criminals (c'mon, c'mon)
Get down, I spits more than rounds

Now once with 45 nigga I had a picture on top of the coffin
So when I squeeze I'm turnin your whole block to a parking lot
My brick city outlaws' a bury you niggaz
Niggaz don't want it with us, cause it's Murder
You don't want us to strap up and bang the strip
This sound gotta movin "Faster Than Furious"
I'm a rapper, out here to stay, don't make me do what I say
If your smart you'll slide over like handicap doors
Just let me say what I do
The life, the life (the life, the life )
Okay you hard as fuck
The life, the life (the life, the life )
Known to put a hole through a nigga's shoulder soon as the beam glow
Whether it's dope or coke we all slang drugs
The life, the life (the life, the life )

The life, the life (the life, the life )
When you cookin up coke to sell
Gun butt your bitch
I want to welcome y'all niggaz back to the streets (it's alright!)

And shells get to droppin

So when I pop up in your life, and I pop twice
We enormous, some would say the "Inc." is "Murderous"
You better duck, and get up poppin
The life, the life (the life, the life )
Whether it's dope or coke we all slang drugs
It be the little statistics, some pictures, some prints
Stampedin anythin in our way, we'll attract war
The life, the life (the life, the life)
Wanna trip to death then try me for it
I'm livin my life (my life), what gets better than ice in hell

I'm in the pop life
Yo, what up world, it's Rule public enemy number one
Bein a rap God is spiritual
But if need be, we'll bang out like Bloods and Crips
Some informants to get the operation pitched

Clap a nigga, dipped and hide the burner
You's confused for a minute but here we are
The life, the life (the life, the life)
My Murder Inc. mob money, Oprah style
The life, the life (the life, the life)
My nigga Cad in this motherfucker

Your God is Ja Rule nigga let's not get it confused, haha
Do you like Manolo, put two in your stomach
Probably graze you in the face, give me a break
The rule to learn ya bomb ya like embalmin fluid
Uh, yeah
I'm the street's poster child
The life, the life (the life, the life )
The life, the life (the life, the life )
I'm so cool, when I ain't doin my numbers
So believe I'm not the one when it get stupid in the booth
With the toast I'm foul
The life, the life (the life, the life )
Murder Inc. bosses
And end over your head, don't make me gun butt it
I'm here to let y'all niggaz know I ain't new to this
I got my niggaz man, them bricks (finish bitch!)
And flash the burner on bitches like stacks of hundreds
Unidentified, I always hit 'em high when I dump and let it fly
Understand I'm the grimy Floy
You strapped with four fours, we pack four fives
Whether your hoein or stuck up, we're still gon' fuck
Styrofoam the noozles and extend the clips
Gangsta, yeah, put that work in
Put a nigga dick in the dirt
And when you want the bis
Niggaz don't want it with us, cause it's Murder
But nah I ain't Ludacris
I'm supposed to wile
And I ain't lickin off shots to warn 'em
Let the
Whether your Blood or 'cause we all gangsta
Whether your Blood or 'cause we all gangsta
The life, the life (the life, the life )
I told y'all with Rule it was a gun in this bitch