Lyrics Murder Me - Ja Rule , Caddillac Tah , Alexi
Uh,
uh,
yeah,
we
back
up
in
this
motherfucker
Murder
INC,
ha
ha
I
go
by
the
name
of
the
rule,
you
know
Got
my
nigga
Chink
Santana
in
the
house
My
nigga
Buck,
my
clique
niggaz
I
murder
by
number,
niggaz
My
nigga
black,
01 you
know
My
new
nigga
life,
what's
happenin'?
Yeah,
'bout
the
let
these
bitches
know
like
you
know
When
we
fuckin'
em
and
shit
all
crazy
You
want
a
nigga
callin'
shit,
we
ain't
got
time
for
that
Ma
We
just
come
threw
and
murder
the
puss,
that's
all
Ha
ha
ha
ha
Baby
when
your
sexin'
me
I
kinda
like
when
ya,
murder
me
Baby,
murder
me
Baby
when
your
sexin'
me
I
kinda
like
when
ya,
murder
me
Baby,
murder
me
Listen
love,
I
know
your
used
to
gettin'
sweet
nothings
whispered
to
ya
But
my
dick
game
will
ruined
ya
mind
And
influence
ya
to
do
certain
things
Like
hop
in
the
range,
in
the
rain,
ass
naked,
to
get
spanked
This
is
your
world
and
you're
doin'
your
thing,
go
ahead
momma
I
got
no
problem
being
on
the
bottom
The
way
you
shake
that
ass
like
hoe's
from
Harlem
Reminds
me
to
call
ya
the
same
time
tommora
'Cuz
baby
I'm
impressed,
by
the
way
you,
shake
them
ass
and
hips
By
the
way
you
make
me
wanna
leave
the
one
I'm
wit
Take
the
spot
of
being
my
'Down
ass
bitch'
Baby
murder
me,
heh,
the
way
I
murder
you,
heh
That
look
in
your
eyes
is
like
the
sunrise,
when
your
fuckin'
me
Baby
when
your
sexin'
me
I
kinda
like
when
ya,
murder
me
Baby,
murder
me
Baby
when
your
sexin'
me
I
kinda
like
when
ya,
murder
me
Baby,
murder
me
Yo,
yo
We
can
go
from
the
bed
to
the
hot
tub
Until
you
get
enough
Mommy
l'll
call
ya
bluff
and
put
it
up
in
ya
guts
'Cuz
l'm
a
gangsta,
so
l'll
hit
her
wit
the
gangsta
touches
Bottle
of
Hennesey,
Dro
and
some
Dutches
Man
l'll
pull
up
in
like
three
in
the
mornin',
honkin'
You
at
the
door
wit
a
T
shirt
on
and
a
thongs
And
tellin'
me
come
on
in
get
out
of
the
cold
But
never
the
less
I
hit
the
flesh
and
gotta
go,
rarely
though
Let
me
put
a
buck
in
your
ear
And
let
you
know
l'm
the
thug
of
the
year
And
the
last
thing
I
do
is
care
Legs
up,
killin'
it,
drillin'
it
Man
she
feelin'
it,
shiverin',
talkin'
in
tongues
Caddy
gotta
sprong,
daddy
long
shlong
We
get
it
on,
like
pong
Stars
wit
a
gangsta
twist
to
it,
now
lets
do
it
So
whenever
your
ready
just
page
me
And
you'll
see,
how
I
murda,
and
hearda,
the
pussy
Baby
when
your
sexin'
me
I
kinda
like
it
when
ya,
murder
me
Baby,
murder
me
Baby
when
your
sexin'
me
I
kinda
like
it
when
ya,
murder
me
Baby,
murder
me
Hold
on
baby,
you
need
to
holla
at
the
king
as
your
sexual
paralysis
Is
more
than
wild
it's
border
lined
and
foul
Your
look,
your
style,
that
freaky
smile
Got
me
layin'
dick
to
ya,
God
bless
the
child
I
get
hold
it's
on,
I
make
ya
scream
and
moan
The
thugs
nature,
how
could
a
nigga
hate
the
way
I
flip
it,
smack
it,
bounce
it,
ride
it,
taste
it
Lick
her
tits,
break
down
the
walls
to
the
basics?
Face
it,
your
fuckin',
wit
a
cocksman
love
And
you
defend
on
the
ball
like
Garry
the
Glove
Paintin',
no
relation
not
a
lot
of
sation
She
brought
her
own
K
Y,
ready
for
penetration
I'm
patient,
l'll
murder
the
puss
when
l'm
ready
But
meanwhile,
and
me
doin'
this
Marvin
Gay
medley
And
you'll
murder
me
the
same
way
that
I
murder
you,
baby
Baby
when
your
sexin'
me
I
kinda
like
it
when
ya,
murder
me
Baby,
murder
me
Baby
when
your
sexin'
me
I
kinda
like
it
when
ya,
murder
me
Baby,
murder
me
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1 Intro
2 Thug Lovin'
3 Mesmerize
4 Pop N****s
5 The Pledge Remix
6 Murder Reigns
7 Last Temptation
8 Murder Me
9 The Warning
10 Connected
11 Emerica
12 Rock Star
13 Destiny (Outro)
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