Things Gon’ Change/2 Punk Ass Quarters (Skit)

Album cover art for "Things Gon’ Change/2 Punk Ass Quarters (Skit)" by Ja Rule & Young Merc & D.O. Cannons & Black Child

Ja Rule & Young Merc & D.O. Cannons & Black Child - Rap, USA

Things Gon’ Change/2 Punk Ass Quarters (Skit)

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[Verse 1: Ja Rule] First off, fuck the snitch and that Unit he claim Fuck Dre partial, and Eminem Plus the world heard it before, they tired of them And they waitin' for that thug shit from Rule again If the new shit is to bomb proof your hummer then Put a vest on yourself and your chill-dren Teach 'em be scared to death of them murderin' Niggas who like to put beam holes in chins In case y'all ain't knowin' 'bout my savages They'll kidnap your kid throw 'em over a bridge That reminiscin' to N-O-T-O-R-I-O U-S, you just, lay down slow Blaze out in the six while lettin' the fifth go I think Big as if I was wanted on Death Row We the world famous, Murder Inc. we infamous For makin' bangers and bang and handle shit [Chorus: Ja Rule & Black Child] Thangs gon' change I ain't gonna lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die Thangs gon' change You better believe it, we stoppin' niggas from breathin, poppin' niggas then leavin' Thangs gon' change One way or another, we gangstas from the gutta, we shoot ya then cut ya Thangs gon' change Ja, you ain't never lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die [Verse 2: Black Child] As I sit back relax, cuttin' crack loadin' gats I think about these sexy rappers that I wanna clap I probably go to jail for sendin' 50 to hell If I lay Banks down Yayo gon' tell Fatal'll help him write his raps in Braille (Uh huh) Black Child is blackmail, Rule is crack sells (Yeah) I.G. (What) nigga the boss of all bosses (Uh huh) We get money (Uh huh) off of music, (Uh huh) murder, and torture (What) Who got what it cost (Uh huh) for a coffin Nigga you a dead man walkin' (Pussy) This is extortion ([?]) We organize crime Everybody's cryin' While all of y'all dyin' When the iron start flyin' Now the public, (Yeah) wanna polly 'bout peace Well fuck peace cause this nigga half police And Black Child is half man half beast And I'ma give all y'all niggas a half a clip a piece [Chorus: Ja Rule & Black Child] Thangs gon' change I ain't gonna lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die Thangs gon' change You better believe it, we stoppin' niggas from breathin, poppin' niggas then leavin' Thangs gon' change One way or another, we gangsta's from the gutta, we shoot ya then cut ya Thangs gon' change Ja, you ain't never lie (Uh) when the heat (Uh) wave high (Uh) eybody gotta die [Verse 3: Young Merc] It's time to address the public Niggas is frontin' like when we see 'em we ain't dumpin' Shot's tryna lay somethin' down, homie it's nothin' When you dealin' wit real gangstas That a pop and erase ya, my dogs ain't playin' man Whenever we see you we leavin' you there And ain't no Aftermath after these shot's flare Nigga we get it poppin' bang like crips and bloods And (yeah) ain't shit change, (uh) I still keep a (yeah) bandana and pack guns nigga [Verse 4: D.O. Cannons] You better watch you mouth, 'fore I rip yo face off And everybody you wit gon' jet the fuck off You's ain't gangstas, you sweet as duck sauce D' plays no game, pop the fuck off Oh, you want war Everybody gon' get clipped the fuck off Everybody know your block is butt soft We got big ball Pay off ten fo' Walk with the fifth hall Bangin' on Crenshaw [Chorus: Ja Rule & Black Child] Thangs gon' change I ain't gonna lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die Thangs gon' change You better believe it, we stoppin' niggas from breathin, poppin niggas then leavin' Thangs gon' change One way or another, we gangsta's from the gutta, we shoot ya then cut ya Thangs gon' change Ja, you ain't never lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die *Beat plays* [Chorus Ja Rule & Black Child] Thangs gon' change I ain't gonna lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die Thangs gon' change You better believe it, we stoppin' niggas from breathin, poppin niggas then leavin' Thangs gon' change One way or another, we gangsta's from the gutta, we shoot ya then cut ya Thangs gon' change Ja, you ain't never lie when the heat wave high eybody gotta die [Outro] 50 Cent Is that what this is all about? Two punk ass motherfuckin' quarters

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Credits

Writers
  • Ja Rule
  • Irv Gotti
  • Black Child
  • Jimi Kendrix
  • Gerard Fields