Shit Gets Ugly - Ja Rule, Black Child, Tah Murdah

Perminently dedicated to the street shit

Creep the gat that spit quick

And fuck with

Killers who keep clips to heat shit

When there’s murder involved

There’s a lot of niggas bluffin

Holdin an arsenal of guns and never bustin

Screamin at the top of they lungs but sayin nuthin

But I styrofoam lies with quiet and blaze nuthin

What the fuck y’all want

Cowards we ain’t cut from the same cloth

You a 5M6 nigga, I ride your bitch nigga

You fuck with the wrong one this time

And I promise you

You be the next nigga they pay homage to

And they gonna find you somewhere in a vacant lot

With the garbage, I’m a murderer so I’m heartless

I drop the top on the CL420 as I

Swallow henny gettin, head from your hunnie

And before I let you hit me, I hit you

And split you, leavin you for the paramedics to get you

When shit gets ugly

It’s back to the block fuckin with them custies

We gonna lock shit down

I’m a nigga so you know you can’t trust me

When shit gets ugly

We got bitches that transport pounds

We gonna lock shit down

Murder them niggas, murder them now

I spit venomous murderous shit with the inosence

Of a child, in the penal, foul and official

Futuristic, chick shit, black big dick

From mistresses we roll triple sixes

Thats back-to-back Benzes, my friends is my enemies

They feel the energy like it’s tenely

Murder’s the remedy when the hennessy is in me

I’m unfriendly in the club where the women be

Sippin Italy, feelin me, killin me, for the benji’s

Not the broads in my bed

I can’t front, I love them whores that give me head

I like my presidents dead, and I can’t stand the feds

I got mansions with saunas, while niggas on the corner

And laughin at the police when they can’t find my burner

I like cars with a stash box, cash, and drop-top

I smash the block, nigga blast the cops

When shit gets ugly

It’s back to the block fuckin with them custies

We gonna lock shit down

I’m a nigga so you know you can’t trust me

When shit gets ugly

We got bitches that transport pounds

We gonna lock shit down

Murder them niggas, murder them now

When shit gets ugly, in the purse where the snub be

Murdererous bitch, give a fuck if you hate or love me

Feel you above me, bitch but down inside

What chick you know hit strips and broke down fives

Cut family ties, so deep into my slug’s eyes

Analyze my crimes as I rise, and I

Solemly swear never to turn state

You right bitch

I’m a murder mommy for life

Yeah, Yeah

May the lord be with niggas who shout my name in vain

I’m a Murderer motherfucker, you nigga loose change

I get head in the whip, probably from your bitch

Cuz she’s a ho like yourself, and it’s makin me sick

From the pimps, to the bulls like Don Bishop

I pimp on hoes religiously, shorty you hearin me

Good sense to keep a nigga in dark tints

But it won’t stop the hollows comin throught the fence

Forget about it, gangsta shit gets tense

An' You sounding like a homo nigga who ride dicks

Every joint you make got a name in your mouth

What you gobblin?

nuts nigga?, with my posters out

Nigga read about it

The Murderous I-N-C, courtesy of the nigga I. Gotti

Nigga hear about it

From your hood to my hood, from my block to your block

Fuck around and get shot nigga

When shit gets ugly

It’s back to the block fuckin with them custies

We gonna lock shit down

I’m a nigga so you know you can’t trust me

When shit gets ugly

We got bitches that transport pounds

We gonna lock shit down

Murder them niggas, murder them now