Daz Dillinger
Murda For Life
[Ja Rule]
Busta ass n***as
Busta ass n***as
Let's ride on they ass

This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life

Hater, it's murda
What the fuck you gonna do?
Murder I-N-C
We gangstas y'all playas
Now we took your shit
When we start for war

[Tah Murdah]
Yo, yo, whether y'all n***as feel it my gangsta or not
Guns will pop n***as will drop
Flip figgas and build stocks
And I still rock with n***as that slang them thangs
Fasinated by his life and what I could bring
It's a good thing when good n***as cling together
It's a hood thing guns sling hittin who ever
I'm after the cheedar
N***as that's someting you must know
Get touched for any grand my plans is the gusto (nobody can live)
Bitch n***a walk with it switch n***a
Wound up in the ditch n***a
Get fucking around
Throw you body over the bridge
And watch you drown
Yeah, it's murda when I cock it back
[Black Child]
Yo mutherfuckas love to hate us
We got slugs for traders
Big John-Dub paper drug flavors
We coke dope mess tabs and ease
Fuck around and I'll open up a spottin spree
If I did n***as will probably snitch on me
Cuz some of these n***as in the industry
Is like bitches to me
Ya'll ain't seen nothing this black since Biggie
You never seen gat this big that pretty
(Motherfuckas) you Murda I-N-C
(And I touch) bitch n***as get it for free
(Motherfucka) if I can't live n***as die to night
It's Black Child, Hollis Ave
Murda for life
(N***a)

[Chorus: Ja Rule]
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherfuckas I still don't give a fuck
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
N***as I still don't give a shit
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Call it what you want Murda Inc the gang n***a
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
Motherfuckas I still don't give a fuck
[Vita]
Meditate, light the dro
And let this bitch drop the flow
So know when you speak how n***as gonna creep
And they keep that heat
Leave you six feet deep
It's a murda thang
A Jersey thang
Now you how I claim it
Burn these thangs
Ain't nothing going to change
We own this bitch
And I never hesate to put it on the bitch
And this owned by the motherfuckin murda (I-N-C)
V-I-T-A and i see no (other choice)
But to roll with the homicide
For all the drama make sure that you
And your mama die

[Chorus]

[Ja Rule]
It's the end of the days for n***as who shit where they lay
Like this bitch with AIDS
I paid fuck who I hate
So when we congrigate
The condom breaks
For that born mistake
You bustas name too late
Shit, it's murda
That's what we be yelling
Sell a million to records
To top of these drugs we selling (gettin high)
Fucking with I-N-C and you (going die)
It's murda for life
So get it right (ya'll n***as)
Known for carring guns
We fuck (ya'll bitches)
It's thug life we live it
With both feet puttin in it
We gives more the we gettin
Ya'll needs shots to live it
N***as you could call us
M-U-R-D-E-R-S
We put souls at rest and shoot up caskets
We dangerous
Fuck with INC you gettin touched
Cuz n***as
We still don't give a fuck
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life
This is murda for life

You will lie in Hell
Where your dead homeboys dwell
There's no way to escape
There's no way you can escape
So rest in peace bitch