Key: G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
[Ja rule (fabolous)]
(we trin' to kill these niggas)
Yo
(yea, uh huh, yea)
F
We in the door now
(yea)
Gm
F
Holla, rule nigga, with the f- a- b- o haha,
Gm
F
Gm
yea
(yea)
Cluemanatti
(my nigga)
Bb
Holla back nigga
F
(yea, uh, yea)
Gm
Bb
Gm
Irv gotti
(yea)
Murder inc.
(uh, yea, uh)
Bb
F
(run'em down nigga]
Gm
[Fabolous] Load the 4- 4 up
Verse 2
Gm
I'm the reason
the price of raw go up
Jump outta of the lambo, and
F
the doors go up
Gm
Hit you and your ho up
From the torso up
Leave y'all there till the coroner
Eb
F
or the law show up
Gm
I'm that nig ga they say preforming so
the whores show up
F
Why cop?, I rob you, ice your roll up
Gm
I pop bottles,
F
Gm
ain't no need for no cup
Roll the pure 'dro up,
Bb
F
stroll the floor tore up
Gm
The difference between fab and y'all,
after I pick an auto up
Every month I ain't gotta
F
give more doe up
Gm
Fuckin' with this you'll buy a washer
when the shore slow up
F
I have it when ya kids see- saw go up
Gm
I see four blow up
Check these diamonds,
no flaws show up
My niggas clap up parties,
Bb
F
shoot tour shows up
Gm
What y'all know bout head till
a chicks jaw swoll up
Goin' gold minutes after the
Bb
F
gates on stores go up
Gm
You know who done it now,
few hundred miles
And with shoes on it now
F
It's like a few hundred thou
Gm
When we run up this gun
F
Gm
s to stomach style
Got to flaunt it now
F
Nigga who want it blawgh
Gm
[Chorus: Ja Rule] Ride for this
Verse 3
Gm
Where
my niggas at get high to this
F
Where y'all at
Gm
Die for this
Throw guns up to the sky for this
F
Where y'all at
Gm
Ride for this
Where my niggas at get high to this
F
Where y'all at
Gm
Die for this
Throw guns up to the sky for this
Bb
F
Where y'all at
Gm
[Fabolous] Yo, you must wanna die
Verse 4
From the nigga you testify
against
Fabolous make bail before
Bb
F
they identify the prints
Gm
Swing by a Vince,
in a buggy eye with tents
Sitting on nineteen's, gun
Bb
F
stash by the vents
Gm
Niggas is looking at the chain
cause they eyes squint
I pull up, pull out, pull back
F
Them guys will sprint
Gm
Last nigga that talked slick
and been replyin' since
Got a deal, no sellin',
F
been supplyin' since
Gm
Leave niggas on the ground like tire prints
We done make ya eyes look bent,
F
just by the sense
Gm
These niggas don't believe,
then they gone die convinced
F
Once I present the four fifth
Bb
F
why comment
Gm
I'm the type you tell ya dame bout
Push a fellow brain out
Bb
Leave'em in front of the spot
F
that they sell cocaine out
Gm
One single, had to tint the
yellow range out
F
Everybody runnin' up tryin' to spell the name
out (f- a- b- o- l- o- u- s)
Gm
[Chorus]
Outro 1
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F
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