(feat. Fatal Hussein) [Ja Rule] Buck 89 on the boards . . . what up Buck Word to God, Hussein, what up nigga Haha, life is good . . . a yo It's a reality that . . . all the real niggaz Have to smash on the bitch niggas And you know I like to call this The Wrap, hehe, yeah, uh, yeah [Verse] It's a Wrap and any men that don't wanna get clapped Better not violate the camp, get shot down by chance I'm real advanced with that cock and blast Cause the feds wont look back, for cleaning cash What cashes we cleansing, it's all about the Benjamins, what If it's dirty then we rincing it off You niggaz don't give a fuck, mobbed up in H2s Niggaz is tlaking shit, aw bitch, that's old news They say I rap to rhythm and blues But when I turn on the radio, I hear y'all niggaz rappin' it too He's like "Baby can you give it to me" Nah, I'ma give it to you The same way that we gave it to Proof The same way that we gave it to Loose Put that bang, bang, bang to use nigga Cause Rule's the truth nigga, for show Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh Hit 'em in retro, throwback like West 'Paul Niggaz wanna ball, but can't on the West Coast Dre Day's been dead a long time ago Respect the IncRowRap-A-Lot collabo Just know that you nigga ain't save on the globe And while the world probes, I arrest verse I.N.C. I'm still wishing y'all the R.I.P. Can I Live, for I D.I.E. I'm talkin', M.O.B, murder inc bosses Count your losses [Fatal Hussein] Now before they start runnin' they lips I thought I should warn these motherfuckers, there's a gun in this bitch And I know he's got one
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. Fatal Hussein) [Ja Rule] Buck 89 on the boards . . . what up Buck Word to God, Hussein, what up nigga Haha, life is good . . . a yo It's a reality that . . . all the real niggaz Have to smash on the bitch niggas And you know I like to call this The Wrap, hehe, yeah, uh, yeah [Verse] It's a Wrap and any men that don't wanna get clapped Better not violate the camp, get shot down by chance I'm real advanced with that cock and blast Cause the feds wont look back, for cleaning cash What cashes we cleansing, it's all about the Benjamins, what If it's dirty then we rincing it off You niggaz don't give a fuck, mobbed up in H2s Niggaz is tlaking shit, aw bitch, that's old news They say I rap to rhythm and blues But when I turn on the radio, I hear y'all niggaz rappin' it too He's like "Baby can you give it to me" Nah, I'ma give it to you The same way that we gave it to Proof The same way that we gave it to Loose Put that bang, bang, bang to use nigga Cause Rule's the truth nigga, for show Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh Hit 'em in retro, throwback like West 'Paul Niggaz wanna ball, but can't on the West Coast Dre Day's been dead a long time ago Respect the IncRowRap-A-Lot collabo Just know that you nigga ain't save on the globe And while the world probes, I arrest verse I.N.C. I'm still wishing y'all the R.I.P. Can I Live, for I D.I.E. I'm talkin', M.O.B, murder inc bosses Count your losses [Fatal Hussein] Now before they start runnin' they lips I thought I should warn these motherfuckers, there's a gun in this bitch And I know he's got one
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