Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Furious, artist - Ja Rule.
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Furious |
Yo, uh |
Rule nigga |
Ja Rule. |
01 |
Uh |
Yeah, it’s our world, please believe |
Niggas ain’t real, please believe |
It’s murda, please believe |
I-N-C, niggas what’s fuckin with me? |
R-U-L-E. |
love me or hate me, baby |
Refer to 3:36, baby |
That’s the rule, please niggas don’t get it confused |
See this game that we playin', y’all playin' to lose |
Who’s next that wanna ride (who?) |
Spittin' (who?) how I do niggas (who?) |
Knowin' they wanna ride (who?) |
Rule baby, I’ve been really outta control lately |
If you relatin' let me hear ya say, yay-yay, yay-yay |
Y’all feelin' my pain? |
I’ve been runnin' wild time and again |
Y’all swerve in my lane, I’ll pull up and start poppin' ya brain |
Fuck knowin' these broads names, extravagant champagnes |
Y’all niggas is lame, my niggas ain’t sane |
Who you fuckin' with? |
Y’all niggas wanna dead (who?) then wanna ride (who?) |
Y’all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!) |
It’s murda murda. |
you know it’s murda murda |
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda |
Y’all ain’t feelin' (who?) y’all don’t like (who?) |
Y’all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!) |
It’s murda murda murda, you know it’s murda murda |
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda |
Murder INC. is my blood |
We go through the pain together, by any means |
Poppin' it hot at whoever, or so it seems |
Niggas that getting hot, not this hot nigga very hot |
See it in your eyes, niggas ready to die |
But as long as I’m alive, I’m puttin' this on my life |
For niggas that ain’t right, they get it upon sight |
If ya know me, then you’ll no way, pop away |
Cock and pop again, baby, men will be men |
I spit off 10, fuck it give 'em the 16 |
Like my guns dirty and hands clean |
Loose bitches in tight jeans |
Old money and crack fiends, was a fetish |
Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit |
Fuck it, I’m livin' my life on the edge |
Got one in the head, plus a niggas Fed, 'nuff said |
I’m gonna behead niggas that don’t believe this |
Rule baby, 3:36 |
Y’all niggas wanna dead (who?) then wanna ride (who?) |
Y’all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!) |
It’s murda murda. |
you know it’s murda murda |
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda |
Y’all ain’t feelin' (who?) y’all don’t like (who?) |
Y’all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!) |
It’s murda murda murda, you know it’s murda murda |
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda |
We are the world’s most dangerous niggas alive |
All of my niggas bang with us and let’s ride |
Motherfuckers want war but not many survive |
'Cause 50 shots tearin' through the side of ya ride |
'Cause we are (murderers) |
Muthafucka you heard, playa (murderers) |
Poppin' collars in air |
Poppin' shots through ya rearview |
Bullets, they tear through |
Got niggas wonderin' like,"What the fuck did I do?" |
So niggas wanna go and get they man 'cause they can’t do this shit |
Because they got no heart for this, bust a gun and body shit |
Niggas like you probably snitch, do a nigga then get rich |
Niggas like you always fit, 6 feet deep inside a ditch |
There ain’t nothin' fuckin' with this, ya know why? |
Nigga I just came into the game, «Ready to Die» |
Ready to hold heat, drive-by with Rule |
Poppin shots through the sunroof screamin', «Fuck You!» |
Y’all niggas wanna dead (who?) then wanna ride (who?) |
Y’all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!) |
It’s murda murda. |
you know it’s murda murda |
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda |
Y’all ain’t feelin' (who?) y’all don’t like (who?) |
Y’all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!) |
It’s murda murda murda, you know it’s murda murda |
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda |
Y’all niggas wanna dead (who?) then wanna ride (who?) |
Y’all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!) |
It’s murda murda. |
you know it’s murda murda |
We scream it, we yell it, we livin' murda murda murda |
Y’all ain’t feelin' (who?) y’all don’t like (who?) |
Y’all know them niggas who steady screamin' (Fuck you!) |
It’s murda murda murda, you know it’s murda murda |
We live it, we breathe it, we screamin' murda murda murda |