Murda 4 Life Lyrics - Coming Of Age - Memphis Bleek

Yeah, what y'all niggas want? 

Street shit 

Memph Bleek shit, Ja Rule 

Ya heard nigga 

[Incomprehensible] 

Nigga's live with it, money, drugs and murda for life 

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night 

If you feelin' it, get high it's all right 

But you can't get it, till the day, ride 'em high 

Nigga's live with it, money, drugs and murda for life 

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night 

If you feelin' it, get high it's all right 

But you can't get it, till the day, ride 'em high 

Yo, you can holla at the dog 

Haters want to see me fall 

Bitches want to see me ball 

Killers they don't want to see me at all 

If I wasn't rolling with the roc would you nigga's pass roc 

Yeah birds, or flash glocks 

I walk around with two mac's, razors, and ice picks 

Just 'cause you nigga's want to see me hurtin' like them 

It's all about the benjamins, money, cash, hoes 

Livin' through this shit I'm in, nigga stack dough 

Street scholar, eight-figga nigga, white collar gat 

Ain't the M E M P H man, bitch holla back 

I'm a creature smokin' on hate since it was reefer 

Drug ass flow, like I've been cuffed with Eta 

Mark ass nigga don't want parts of this nigga 

Spark with this nigga, blaze bark with this nigga 

Me and Ja Rule fuckin' you hoes is what these guys do 

Ain't the type to buy you, mommy how are you? 

Slide cock inside you supply you, with ten bitches times two 

I'm a motherfucking animal 

Nigga's live with it, money, drugs and murda for life 

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night 

If you feelin' it, get high it's all right 

Nigga's can't get it, till the day, ride 'em high 

Nigga's live with it, money, drugs and murda for life 

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night 

If you feelin' it, get high it's all right 

Nigga's can't get it, till the day, ride 'em high 

Fuck, the world 'cause it ain't quite ready for me 

I'm livin' my life niggas take a look at these eyes 

Witness what it's like to be real nigga's 

Guns, drugs, hot slugs, coke rugs 

Want some, get some, bad enough, pop some, nigga 

Fuck around with Ja and may get hit up 

Tearing your whole clique up, then we clip up 

Nigga that's what the murder, Nigga that's us 

What the fuck? Is you ready to die right now Nigga? 

Make you feel my style nigga 

Growin' up with wild Brooklyn and Queens L niggas 

Hit 'em, any nigga that breathe room reel 'em wit hot ones 

Ain't no nigga like me, who you ridin' with? 

Rollin' nothing but hot shit, yo' bitch my bitch 

Only difference is bitches on my dick, blow dick 

How I cock spread it, hoes love that shit 

You sel-a-bid I turn you in to the freakyist bitch 

Have you topless, dancing in bars naked for dollars 

Y'all bitches know how my style is, always in some foul shit 

Rule bitch let the world know when I spit 

Nothing but the murderous, live with it 

Nigga's live with it, money, drugs and murda for life 

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night 

If you feelin' it, get high it's all right 

Nigga's can't get it, till the day, ride 'em high 

Nigga's live with it, money, drugs and murda for life 

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night 

If you feelin' it, get high it's all right 

Nigga's can't get it, till the day, ride 'em high 

Yo, yo, yo 

Holla what you think of that? 

Bitch where we freakin' at? 

Bum chicken I don't speak to that 

Fly mama I'll creep with that 

Live with it, lick and hit it 

Don't stop, get it get it 

Don't trick it 

Bitch would you fuck with it? 

Brooklyn and Queens, yo it means mo' killas 

(It's murda) 

(It's murda) 

Mo' guns, mo' drugs, mo' real ass nigga's 

Holla, don't give a fuck dolla's 

Nigga's what you want get it crump blazed stump 

What the fuck y'all want nigga? 

None of me 'cause I hit 'em with too much style 

In my energy, got nigga's creating little me's 

I'm a lot game squeeze 

Knowing it's my time if I leave and breathe 

Nigga's hatin' on mines I'm a nightmare 

Nigga's better prepare to die and deal with 

Ja hollering murda for life 

Nigga's live with it, money, drugs and murda for life 

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night 

If you feelin' it, get high it's all right 

Nigga's can't get it, till the day, ride 'em high 

Nigga's live with it, money, drugs and murda for life 

Bitches deal with it, only lovin' them hoes for the night 

If you feelin' it, get high it's all right 

Nigga's can't get it, till the day, ride 'em high 

Uh, uh, yeah nigga 

Ja Rule 

Memph Bleek 

Holla Back 

Roc-a-fella 

It's murda, it's murda 

Uh, uh 

We out