Worldwide Gangsta Lyrics - Ja Rule

[Black Child talking] 

What's up Chi-town? 

Yeah, Murder INC. back up in ya area 

On that gangsta shit ya know 

Connect worldwide 

Worldwide gangsta shit nah mean? 

From Chi-town to Miami 

Houston to mother fuckin' LA, we connect nigga 

With some gangsta shit 

[Caddillac Tah] 

Mother fuckers, you fronting we coming with heat niggas 

Are-15s we sweeping up the street bigger 

Guns make niggas run, we squeeze triggers 

We leave niggas dead for the stacks, slumped over, head in they lap 

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[Black Child] 

Yo, we constantly count cream in the crackhouse 

Basically, we bangin' bitches backs out 

I feel like the last child 

Throwin' bricks at a glasshouse 

Poppin' and puffin' till I pass out 

[Caddillac Tah] 

This gangsta shit is for all my youngins who flip birds 

And hug the block, in club they Cris and twist the bud, nigga what 

We live it up, from Chi-town to my town 

We diggin sluts, long dickin' in the guts 

[Black Child] 

We just religious thugs, gangsta pimps 

Hoes fall in love the way we throw this dick 

The Hummers on dubs look like tanks and shit 

We came to stop the bank, don't blink be sick 

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[Caddillac Tah] 

Nigga all of our love is for the chips 

And I don't chase hoes, just pasos and bricks 

Nigga let me sum it up 

Why y'all niggas is dumb enough 

Run on up, the guns we tuck, bust 

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust 

[Black Child] 

Holla at us, R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C 

With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari Black and Caddillac Tah 

Nigga, we go hard 

[Gotti] 

I'm loud when the shells pop 

Still I sell rock 

Got outta jail on bail, gettin' ready to plot 

Yo I kidnap niggas 

Then bitch smack niggas 

Give me the crack nigga or get clap nigga 

I ain't one of these rap niggas 

I'm a big gat spitter 

Bangin' and slangin' to be a rich ass nigga 

Don't get tired in these streets 

My nigga died in these streets 

It's only one option, provide for these streets 

My peeps out here so I ride with these streets 

Spent weeks out here, grind on these streets 

I know the deal out here 

It's real out here 

Got bitch bud murder and I'm still out here 

Rockland, Murder INC. you get killed out here 

Chi-town, New York, blood spill out here 

And thugs like me, still out here 

Yeah you heard nigga, I'm still out here 

[Boo] 

A yo I ride up, lied up outta my mind 

Black Cadillac truck nigga, loaded with nines 

To my thugs on the block, holdin' it down 

I got love on the block, look at my eyes 

Rockland, Murder INC. what the fuck you think 

Me and Gotti whole plan is to cover the streets 

We don't want to body you man, fuck the beef 

We sell a lot of these grams, and clutch the heat 

To many moves to be made, fake thug niggas 

Get a few through they brain, I been plug nigga 

It's rules to the game 

Cats like me play not to lose in this game 

You see this little nigga makin' moves in the Range 

I see you wack niggas still crusin' with lames 

Get full nigga cause it's food to the brain 

Rockland nigga spit fire and flames 

Get it right nigga, we gangsta 

[Ja Rule] 

Murder INC. gets poppin' pills, clips, however you like it 

Niggas get extorted, bitches get excited 

Known to start riots, the Rule and I-N-see 

Got fedaraleighs watchin' me, the why-G and I-G 

Put it together family orientated through guns, drugs, and good relations 

Real conversations, we call it real talk 

And that shit spreads all the way from LA to New York 

And I love talk, that's when you get to smash on niggas 

Catch 'em in the dark spot and put the flash on niggas 

Cameras, lights, action, go buck at the master 

See's and past if when I die blow my ashes 

Off the shores of Costa Rica, nigga to each is own 

The Rule ain't dyin' alone motherfuckers