Ja Rule - Loose Change [50, Shady Aftermath, Dre Diss] lyrics

loose change" by ja

ja-rule talkin´/yellin´:
these faggot ass n*ggas, ay yo buck, word to mutha
yo they had young malcolm silenced too long baby!!! they can´t f*ckin´
hold me down nigga!!! tha f*ck these n*ggas thought?!
it is tha i-n-c n*ggas, it is murda. m.i.b. n*gga. murda inc bosters!
muthaf*ckas! ja-rule. (laughs) ayo buck. turn this shit up in my
muthaf*ckin´ head phones. turn me up n*ggas.
f*ck these faggats. (laughs) it is real n*gga. yea, it is real.
ayo word ta motha- f*ck you loose change!!! you faggot!!!
feminem ima set you straight, you bitch!!!

how many n*ggas holdin´ heat like rule? side arm, barrel in mouth
blow ya head out from tha south
& then if little j get ta airin´ you out
& if theres any change, left, i will toss ya on down ta tha west
& let tha row ride down on ya, ka-lee-fawn-nya(very 2pac-est)
´love´s whut you craved´ shown on your grave
it is gon´ read, hear lies 50, who snitched on meinie
that half a dollar that nickled and dimed and dapped like penny
& murda inc. will send their deepest condolences and sympathies
to aftermath and shady, interscope and jimmy
iovine, ya know, your team, they really some pee ons
gettin´ peed on and leant on.
i am talkin´ ´bout faggot ass gay dre young
& she tooold me-all about how you used to take transvestites home
& occasionally wear thongs
no wonder feminem be cross dressin´ in pumps and tight little dresses
my pumps they leave big messes
& i know tha truth hurts when i bus´ weapons
betta love tha sexes
is that a woman or a man, i really don´t care to stand
but 50, you gon´ get shot again
by the m-u-r-d-e-r inc.
i am tha rappa that sings, totes guns and blings
& these feds? can´t discuss it. just like these violatin´as
usin´ these [someone soundin´ like irv yells all ova ja´s vocals w/ a "f*ck you lighty!"] cryin´ b!tch to russel like

[beat changes to "made you look"by nas]

´they shootin!´ ah chris you shook
& got bust rhymin´ tha same old hook like
´they shootin´!´ i aint shoot up ya land
i oughta put ya in tha corona van
like my nigga jay ta *mwaa* [can´t make it out]
we should be together like carl when i clap at ya broads
& ´em whut´s tha doo rag for?
you neva gon´ have waves, you neva gon´ know Black pain
but you gon´ be tha first white rappa slain
just get your money mayne
tha inc. is runnin´ thangs, hide out with loose change
& you nigga, ahm a send you to mommie
ya strict, notice from gotti to hide tha body
& dre, ya day is commin´ too. ´cause i got a team of misfits
who squat and handle they business
cuz, ahm shootin! at all ya niggas
& little mo´, yu just one of them bitches
that aint had a hot song in how long? neva
your betta off with a dick in ya mouth. shut up!
em, ya claim ya mutha´s a crack head and kim is a known slut
so whut´s halie gon´ be when she grows up?

murrrr-daaaaa!! y´all know what it´s?!
murrrr-daaaaa!! y´all know what it be?!
murrrr-daaaaa!! y´all know what it´s?!
murrrr-daaaaa!! i-n-c

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