Emerica – Ja Rule (feat. Chink Santana, Young Life)
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Extra, extra Extra, extra Hear all about it Ja Rule has just been elected the President Of the united ghetto’s of Emerica And this is what he had to say at presstime At press time this is what Ja Rule had to say America
Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me) ’cause I done made this world what it’s gon’ be Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me)’cause I done made this world what it’s done to me
Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me) ’cause I done made this world what it’s gon’ be Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me)’cause I done made this world what it’s done to me
Niggas, if I could pledge my allegiance to the, United Ghettos Of the Emerica, go on sell ya drugs Cutting taxes for strippers and thugs It’s all good, room for mayor in all hood and as well I should I make it publicly desmist understood When they caught me getting high in the back of the ho-tel Was you freaking them ho’s? Well, I just say I was getting a lil head but so what Bill and Hillary stay for them stills That’s a down ass bitch for ya Wash em with some soap and water And return them dirty bra’s to their rightful owner Now that’s creep shit One over one, I got this broad on the one-o-one She’s bothering, so don’t even come up in here ’cause shes conscious, no nonsense She like to choke on the dick, and the lungs on the constant Getting the W1’s you church girl Proda stant, it’s aiight ma you rolling with the Inc
Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me) ’cause I done made this world what it’s gon’ be Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me) ’cause I done made this world what it’s done to me
Yeah I’m here can you tell? Mo’ niggas living, living in [?] in Emerica I’m never gonna feel, nigga I’m telling ya Young Life is a competitor And is into real my niggas headed up hill I’m letting you know shit’s real I came into the game copped a deal Aiming to get this shit still It ain’t been a minute I ain’t been high And I haven’t handled my business How I been fucking you bitches right Yeah you witnesses my life Imperial night, in the ghetto holding my medal tight Still, in Emerica Remilitary is terror nigga holds his medal Of his never be available That easy I’m a editor, resting up with the best of em Minds of them bitches that stress giving em hard sex I’m set for life, the lighting ho’s that write And hit the mic, not over night You get the gift to be the best of something like (Enough in Emerica) Young Life is coming home Motherfuckers prepare to die
Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me) ’cause I done made this world what it’s gon’ be Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me) ’cause I done made this world what it’s done to me
Niggas hit that crack houses hustlers and hoes No youngins up on the corners nigga smoking them bones I’m ratting away with knots coming up, what’s no pills? That’s why they’ll find your ass slumped in the blacks of ville But still, I spot that paper Jo, Blowing my weed And ain’t a thing a mother need is gotta be me But now days these lil youngins rolling on E And a nigga that supplying that is who runs the streets Now look, this ain’t no crack day I gotsa come up on the stash and get back man ’cause I done witness all this shit that they say them ho’s do Fuckin’ with X, like finger fuckin’ that hot Glock While she swallow her tit But real, there nigga want his dick sucked? Bitches is why bitches turn that rehold into a intrick (It’s pimp shit) No limp dick, just a gangsta fuck Why the murder put some major bust bitch
Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me) ’cause I done made this world what it’s gon’ be Welcome to Emerica (Don’t hate me) ’cause I done made this world what it’s done to me