hit 'em hit 'em For operatin' like planes, I'ma hit 'em hit 'em Hit 'em hit 'em Baby, I kill 'em all Hit 'em hit 'em Hit 'em hit 'em Hit 'em hit 'em
em I ain't playin' I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em For operatin' like planes I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em {Ja Rule}: {Verse 2} Baby I kill 'em all whatcha
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ma Hit 'em Hit 'em Show 'em I ain't playin' I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em For operatin' like planes I'ma Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em Hit 'em {Ja Rule}: {Verse 2}
award show Bank account ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official now, they all
say the same shit now The Local Mobb Grill and let y'all niggas know I'm dead I'm serious, somebody can get killed Wait for the fire drill and when you
she gotta 'cuz she says a lotta ladies can't She says she gotta 'cuz she knows a lotta ladies Romance the thoughts of giving men their own medicine Electrocute 'em, light 'em
cause a riot What the radio won't play,the underground will supply it I'm a MC pirate that's loud not quiet Radical as they make'em,make a rule I'll
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
let ya ? speak Dark shades, Eazy E Five letters, YMCMB F**k that N*gga, f**k that n*gga I see ya looking, what ya looking at n*gga You know the rules, kill em all
'm in love with shades, I got a thousand pairs So that's free game for all you thousand airs It's funny sour D's will smell sweet All these niggas think
dick in the butt Just hopped off the plane, came back from Vancouv' Little white tee, some boobs, and bamboo White girls tell me, "Hey Nicki, your camp rules
get too drunk/ We the type of niggas that chill in the club, ready to get 'em up/ They don?t even bring 'em my way, they know it's a fuckin' hustle/ Im
was comin' back on some real, political, militant, workin' the fields, while these busta's stay in the crib. Execution! Murder, murder, murder, murder them all, Kill 'em all, all
talkin' 'bout you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggas ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You better be thankful we even let
't mean shit. I'm from the old school, fool. Layzie: And as you all know, Layzie Bone came to rule. Whenever I'm rollin', keep on lookin' in your mirror
He say, she say, get you fucked up killa And I'm gon' ride, won't lose no sleep over nuthin' You can save it friend, but all these years Face to face
