Ja Rule - Emerica текст песни

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[newsman]

Extra, extra

Extra, extra

Hear all about it

Ja rule has just been elected the president...

Of the united ghettos of emerica

And this is what he had to say at presstime

At press time this is what ja rule had to say

America...

[chorus 2x: ja rule]

Welcome to emerica

(dont hate me) cuz I done made this world what its gon be

Welcome to emerica

(dont hate me)cuz I done made this world what its done to me

[ja rule]

Niggaz, if I could pledge my allegiance to the, united ghettoes

Of the emerica, go on sell ya drugs

Cuttin taxes for strippers and thugs

Its all good, room for mayor in all hood and as well I should

I make it publicly desmist understood

When they caught me gettin high in the back of the ho-tel

Was you freakin them hos?

Well, I just say I was gettin a lil head but so what

Bill and hillery stay for them stills

Thats a down ass bitch for ya

Wash em with some soap and water

And return them dirty bras to their rightful owner

Now thats creep shit

One over one, I got this broad on the one-o-one

Shes botherin, so dont even come up in here

Cuz shes contious, no nonsense

She like to choke on the dick, and the lungs on the constant

Gettin the w1s you church girl

Proda stant, its aiight ma you rollin wit the inc.

[chorus]

[young life]

Yeah Im here can you tell?

Mo niggaz livin, livin in ? ? ? in emerica

Im never gonna feel, nigga Im tellin ya

Young life is a compeditor

And is into real my niggaz headed up hill

Im lettin you know shits real

I came into the game copped a deal

Aimin to get this shit still

It aint been a minute I aint been high

And I havent handled my buisness

How I been fuckin you bitches right

Yeah you witnesses my life

Imperial night, in the ghetto holdin my medal tight

Still, in emerica

Remilitary is terror nigga holds his medal

Of his never be availible

That easy Im a editor, restin up with the best of em

Minds of them bitches that stress givin em hard sex

Im set for life, the lightin hos 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 comin home

Motherfuckers prepare to die

[chorus]

[chink santana]

Niggaz hit that crack houses hustlers and hoes

No youngins up on the corners nigga smokin them bones

Im rattin away wit knots comin up, whats no pills?

Thats why theyll find your ass slumped in the blacks of ville

But still, I spot that paper jo, blowin my weed

And aint a thing a mother need is gotta be me

But now days these lil youngins rollin on e

And a nigga that supplyin that is who runs the streets

Now look, this aint no crack day

I gotsa come up on the stash and get back man

Cuz I done witness all this shit that they say them hos do

Fuckin wit 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 (its pimp shit)

No limp dick, just a gangsta fuck

Why the murder put some major bust biatch

[chorus]

Welcome to emerica...

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