State To State

Lyrics

[Intro: Ja Rule & Black Child] Fuck that, let's do it, man, fuck that Cock back on these niggas, man (Worldwide) Fuck is wrong with these niggas, man? The fuck is wrong with y'all niggas? Yo, yo [Verse: Ja Rule, Black Child, & Both] New York City, this crime capital It's rotten apple, shit, where niggas'll blast when we have to We'll match you, nigga, a million or more Let's load the trunk with raw, uncut, let's go on world tour In Maine, we was cookin' up cocaine Cash was coming fast, missed the midnight train Fuck it, let's push the six-hundreds down to Georgia Got a good lawyer and enough guns for you Atlanta, GA was like a holiday In VA, getting high, fuckin' all day The pressure was strenuous down in Texas Bubble Lexus in New Mexico, made my exit Got on some next shit, feds get hectic in Arizona Blew up a small town, kind of looked like Corona We sellin .357s with speed loaders In Minnesota, in South and North Dakota Nigga, let's make these moves to Iowa In the Acura TL, with a hundred thou' for bail, for real From there, we take it to Chi-Town, Al Capone style Dutches, White Owls, pour Moët, Cristals Pistols get packed in Pennsylvania Started a drug ring with liquid crack in containers Ja, they gettin high, yo, in Ohio I know yayo go like indo' in Idaho Let's hit the casino in Nevada, Las Vegas Pull a heist that'll make the news and newspapers Then flee to Florida with Gloria from Astoria In a Ford Explorer and her cousin Nora Who work for me, held the eighth or ki' in her pussy We let her push the 850 to Mississippi Missouri, Montana, Wyoming, we zoning Nebraska, got 'em open, illegal transporting [?][1:40], Colorado, Utah, Oregon Let's march in Washington and start this motherfuckin' war again It's on again in Boston, better get the fortune And start forcing extortion for your portion Cock back the porcelain, make Michigan the murder state From Wisconsin to Compton, regulate every state North Carolina, South Carolina Doing drive-bys, the black Pathfinders That's a reminder for niggas who don't remember Shit, all the dirt we did in Denver To get my niggas out the slammer in Alabama Locked down Louisiana and toured Indiana On some Oklahoma bomber shit, Tony Montana shit With predicates from Kansas to Connecticut They worthy like car thieves in Jersey You lucky we let a nigga live in Kentucky Fried two guys for two pies, and, boy, the rocks lovely Like my chocha, Maryland always carrying Sling raw from Arkansas to New Hampshire Fuck the law, we doin' sticks down in Vermont With the bullshit galore, with the broad in the front Nigga, please, I just bought wifey the 430 Now we sip Hennessey in Tennessee and drive dirty Headed to Hawaii, getting high off Hawaiian We heavy with the iron, first nigga move is dying, motherfucker [Chorus: Ja Rule & Black Child] Yo, yo We go state to state, nigga, that's what's up Rule and Black, baby, we get it done, come on We go state to state, nigga, that's what's up Rule and Black, baby, we get it done, come on