Rockwilder (Ja Rule Diss)

Lyrics

[Intro: [?] & 50 Cent] Yeah We gon' keep this shit movin' Next up Yeah We recordin'? Yo turn that shit the fuck up We gon' do this one more time for y'all Cutmaster C exclusive I'm wit the hottest nigga right now 50 Cent Yeah, yeah, what up nigga, what up nigga They scared to death They scared to death, niggas is faggots That's why they write rhymes and don't say my fuckin' name 'Cause niggas know I fuck them niggas up, right Be indirect on some punchlines, faggot ass nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah wit cha punk ass rhymes, right You know what I'm sayin' Feel this shit [Verse: 50 Cent] Yo, ayo yo, yo, yo, ayo, ayo Niggas wanna shinе like me, pop a 9 like mе But they don't wan' do a three to nine like me 50 Cent, you how I rock I don't give fuck, black on black, 20 inch chrome on a caddy truck (Blaaattt) Every now and then, you could catch me wit a bird (Uh huh) But I stay wit the desert eagle that's my word (Uh huh) I turn the smile on a clown to a frown Give Ja Rule the shine beat down, make him lose 20 pounds (Woooo) Sober up before you speak to me, don't come at me high Last time you raised your voice at me, got jabbed in da eye If I say I'm gon' get you, I'ma get ya, on da strength of da inf, from long range I can hit ya You'll find out them niggas who wit ya ain't even wit cha After da GemStar split ya, need a MD to stitch ya Peep how I use words to paint pictures Peep how I got niggas with bodies askin' me for ten cents to go hit ya Look my name up in the law book Curtis Jackson known for creatin' action, by rapidly clappin' Nigga I stay strapped, so much I nickname gats (Uh huh) Got a tech I call Tina (What), nine I name Nina (What) Two niggas went to see Allah after they seen her, it's that real (Real) Shit about to take me to da next level Next crib, next Benz, next bitch, next bezel Cutmaster C, who fuckin' wit me Nobody ha ha ha ha (Nobody) (Yeah) Yeah Ayo I'ma introduce y'all niggas to my lil fuckin' man Tony Yayo [Verse 2: Tony Yayo & 50 Cent] We take desperate measures And [?] [?] leathers Roll hydro, turn hoes to homewreckers (Yeah!) Buy Coogie sweaters Over blue steel Berettas (Uh huh) And stack cheddas On French [?] [?], the [?] [?] you see [?] in the mirrors Government watch dogs can't come near us Knew about a stash ever since three wheelers (Uh huh) And play razer tag with some bad drug dealers Alby is airtight but hidden mics hear us If you wanna fold me, meet the holy spirits (Uh huh) Automatics blow through your dynamic duo Break down champagne down to shampoo (What) Break down cocaine to a Lex Bubble (What) And break down ya team if your team really love you [Outro: 50 Cent & Tony Yayo] Faggot ass niggas [?] 2000 shit, nigga (That's it, word up, Tony Yayo, 50 Cent, what up) Yea we seen, we seen you on BET, you know I'm sayin', say my name, son, what'chu scared of huh? Huh? I know what'chu scared of