and my nigga J-a RULE baby [Chorus:] [Ashanti:] I'm gonna be here when ya need RULE baby can always count on me No you don't ever have to worry You
look-a-day is how I ride (Kurupt) On and on and on it's more strange Time to heat, shootin range Quick with the heat on their hip Young Jesse James
't even catch your breath Smoke your herb nigga and get your drink on You gave the party, everybody got their dance on (chorus x8) C-murder talking: My nigga (my nigga
for all And all for one, we draw the guns on impulse Cash in the envelope, spend it on kinfolk Then smoke a ounce as we count mills Providin' you pure
Hathaway And keep my bulletproof hater coat on Lookin' at some photos that I'm lookin' crazy dope on Hand up, talkin' sh-t, yeah, I get my Pope on And
Freshly, yes he flyer than the store, Dropping babys out and your chicks cheek, kicks neat, Got your son looking up to me like I'm 6 feet, Your daughter
out my car I already told you playing I wasnt with so Ima come knock on your nigga, shit cant hit you so he'll ? come see me please better get your bitch
shades, Eazy E Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B Bitch ass nigga, pussy ass nigga I see you looking with your looking ass nigga You don't know the rules, kill
you ugly ass mug and you can tell them niggas you roll with whatever you want but you and i know whats goin on Nigga pay back Tah, I know your bitch ass
nigga J-a RULE baby [Chorus:] [Ashanti:] I'm gonna be here when ya need RULE baby can always count on me No you don't ever have to worry You
and my nigga Ja Rule, baby I wanna be your chick I wanna be down 4 u Do ya trust me? Yeah Love me? Yeah You're puttin' it on me ya must be Ya down
stacks and jewels V-I-T-A and my nigga J-A, Rule baby [Chorus] [Ashanti] I'm gonna be here when you need me Rule baby, can always count on me And you
' stacks and jewels V-I-T-A and my nigga J-A Rule Baby [Chorus] [Ashanti] I'm gonna be here when you need me Rule baby, can always count on me And you
, scared to death On your own self, the Infamous On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal Exclusive, Queensbridge coming with that new shit On
live Help me count doe in a five And when I'm gone for weeks on them O.T. moves She don't trip She's a gangsta She knows the rules Giving me hell That
the bill collector Coulda been did your rump, put your family in the middle But I chose to be a man and keep it on that level Your potnahs done told you
face While they throw they life away I'ma keep on countin' cake Keep that yip yap to yourself I got music on this shelf, holla when you get a hit under your belt Hoes on
Ya record 'bout the radio was blowin' up my spot My girl was on your chip when you flipped I need love Your backseat count set was mad butter, son I loved your