Irv Gotti - We Murderers Baby lyrics

(Ja Rule and Vita) Yo (we murderers, baby) Da Murderers (I here for you, baby) I.N.C. (I'll ryde for you, baby) Vita, Ja Rule [Hook] (Ja Rule and Vita) I be running and gunning them down (we murderers, baby) Leave me or love me now (I'm here for you baby) Anywhere, anyhow (I'll ryde for you baby) You and I together, and we blast forever {2x} (Ja Rule) Ja's the dream and n***a's wake up and sweats its about Horse head in your bed, n***a Gun your mouth Potty it out Wrong n***a Spit one more thang and have your hood pouring out liqour Cause my n***as run through lesbians n***as, that act like brawds Feel the strip and thus be gone Hold up, n***a that done spread up You might wanna keep in touch with the murderers Cause we, the murderers I.N.C Is above yall n***as, it's the lord in me And we can never be at a love's lost But you, showed me love ain't boss Feel the force This young horse Known as rule Gave more paper to jigga for my ewls And lord knows ain't no p**y going to stop my flow I don't love you hoes, I'm out the door [Hook] (~Vita~) You that motherf**ing b**h, Vita n***a You want me to ryde you n***a Clap up and hide you n***a Been beside my n***as for this long I'm keeping my head right and tight and doe long I can go on, about sh** I've been through Transponed, keys are in too sh** I got issues If I pop a b**h Then she probably a snitch L-A-V-I-T-A-A-A-K-A Taday Vallet sh** When my n***as from my b**hes Sold d** from n***as to the murderes I'm the b**h, sometimes I even spit on chicks Cause in the clubs, I sip Crys', and I piss the sh**, baby I know your brawds been feeling me, lately, now livin and lay Cause I touch them with gun blades, dark is us Any light, shine, we bust Vita, Gotti and Rule, we make up the murderers [Hook x2] (~Vita~) The reasons why I pop between the lie Be the same reasons I clap off the nines Roll up on bronx, like, who da hot b**h And stock, with some sweats, humpin out on sixth (Ja Rule) That's it, go head baby, floss out b**hes But me, I'm continue to clap n***as Strike and heavy hitters that, play the field, reveal Pull that weapon and re-keep the seal (Vita and Ja Rule) It's murder to the end (It's murder for life) Only Jesus Christ made us a strong sacrifice These n***as I die for, lies to the fed form Set out these b**h n***as, I pick them in bad form (Ja Rule) Baby, I'm long gone, but I'm loyal For the love that you show your b**hes And spread to your thugs And they tongue kiss slugs When the f**ing wit us You crazy, that's why (We Murderers baby!) [Hook x2]