Testo Say What U Say
J Ax: "Sono diventato tutto quello che odiavo"
[Ja Rule]Yeah, fuck that, Ja Rule, Ranjahz, uhIt's MURRDAAAAAFaculty, fuckerHuh, give it to 'emNiggas act like tehy don't knowUh, one hand wash the other hand, y'knawmean? fuck it[Chorus: Ja Rule]You can say what you wanna say about usBut we gon keep rockin...You can say what you wanna say, but are you ready for the gunplay, heyYou gon say what you wanna say about usBut we gon keep rockin...You can say what you wanna say, but we gon keep the whole floor rockinHey[Da Ranjahz]Basically you can do what you wan' do, say what you wan' sayReal recognize fradulent, all dayEvery word I spit evole from rappin in hallwaysClappin in broad day, to stackin it all waysIn God we trust, but percentage before praiseMoney before bitches, riches before the graveIf you scared go to church, get a gun if you afraidLivin this hell, and only through death is one savedDrugs kill, crime pays, fuck, minimum wageStuck in the hood, out of my mind, clutchin this gaugeCaught in a faze from day one, gun'll be raisedViolate I cock til your crib, up in a blazeStreet life, Ranjahz smoke the bathroom payBehave crazed, lose it, to this ghetto musicSing what the fuck you want, if you a thug prove itThis is the real from the heart, not the coming of age[Chorus][Ja Rule]Keep your mind on the gameCuz when it drugs to sell, we hustlinIf it's guns to blaze, we bustin 'emMy heart's filled with painCuz I flood the hood with nothin but loveIf niggas want me, come and get it in bloodThe ruler remainsNumero uno, the flow's portoThen put me, in auto, matic or manualJust the style dipped chronic, duo, compatibleNiggas want none of the Rule, fo' rillaCall me caterpiller cuz I sliver, cap peel yaManilla, big ballers, drop cash at car dealersAnd we aint got them Hyundais neitherThe Rule and Da Ranjahz, come through in back to back RangesSay what you say, but shit is dangerous, niggaUh, uh, one life, one love[Chorus][Da Ranjahz]Say what you say, every day, all day, gunplayDrink your liquor, smoke your ganjay, fuck what none saySip your syrup til your mind tear upSprinkle coke in your blunt fucker, do what you wantOr do what ya feel, just make sure you do it for realCuz if you front in the cold, I'ma let this somethin explodeAnd y'all bitches, mad cuz we tryin to stack riches Wanna scratch inside of my VWanna flat all my tires, tryin to violate meI don't beef I just pop up on Mickey Thompson'sAll chrome on my waist, da all chrome 380 LawsonFirst nigga mad doggin, I'm squeezin carbonTryin na put somethin in his noggin, get to jogginWeavin and bobbin, on these streets I'm like the seargeantStraight hoggin, triple L love life and lost inTryin to eat in the devil's garden[Chorus]
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