We Murderers Baby

Lyrics

(Ja Rule and Vita) Yo (we murderers, baby) The murderous (I'm here for you, baby) I.N.C. (I'll ride 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 ride for you baby) You and I together, and we blast forever {2x} (Ja Rule) Ja's the dream and niggas wake up and sweats it's about Horse head in your bed, nigga Gun your mouth Potty it out Wrong nigga Spit one more thang and have your hood pouring out liquor Cause my niggas run through lesbians Niggas, that act like broads Feel the strength and thus be gone Hold up, nigga the dough done sped up You might wanna keep in touch with murderers Cause we, the murderous I.N.C Is above y'all niggas, it's the lord in me And we can never be at a love loss But you, showed me love ain't boss Feel the force This young Horse Known as Rule Get more paper than Jigga for my jewels And lord knows ain't no pussy going to stop my flow I don't love you hoes, I'm out the door [Hook] (~Vita~) You that motherfucking bitch, Vita nigga You want me to ride you nigga Clap up and hide you nigga Been beside my niggas for this long I'm keeping my head right and tight and dough long I can go on, about the shit I've been through Transportin' ki's in the rental Shit I got issues If I pop a bitch Then she probably a snitch L-A-V-I-T-A AKA Taday, body shit With my niggas for my bitches Sold drugs with niggas who the murderous I'm the bitch, sometimes I even spit on chicks Cause in the club, I sip Crys', and I piss the shit, baby I know y'all broads is feeling me, lately, not literally Cause I touch them with gunplay, dark is us Any light, shine, we bust Vita, Gotti and Rule, we make up The Murderers [Hook x2] (~Vita~) The reasons why I ride between the lines Be the same reasons I clap off the nines Roll up on Bronx, like, who da hot bitch And stock, with some sweats, hopping out a 6 (Ja Rule) That's it, go head baby, floss on bitches But me, I'm continue to clap niggas Strike at heavy hitters that play the field, reveal Pull that weaponry we keep concealed (Vita and Ja Rule) It's murder to the end (It's murder for life) Only Jesus Christ made a stronger sacrifice These niggas I die for, lies to the fed for 'em Set out these bitch niggas, I pick them in bad form (Ja Rule) Baby, I'm long gone, but I'm loyal For the love that you show to your bitches And spread to your thugs And they tongue kiss slugs When the fucking wit us You crazy, that's why (We Murderers baby!) [Hook x2]