keep my heat cocked Lidu Rock, what the fuck, I know y'all niggas mad at me So if you rep for yours go 'head take a stab at me, muthafucker You a many
DJ Clue, Desert Storm, Jagged Edge Come and talk to me, I really wanna meet you girl I really wanna know your name Come and talk to me, I really wanna
gotta front about the shows I blow Turn on your radio, see me control It's best that thee put on the bets wit' me And testin' me? I hit your chest wit
life is his word and his dick And I stay true to them like both of them laws Niggas talk shit my click's not ridin' them dogs Niggas hate me cause broke
So when the lights go out, you fuck or die And when the cops question you, you lie or die Hook: Ja Rule Murda Murda, everytime Clue be like Word
, spend it how we want We always got the new, always coming through With my nigga Clue, rapping with my Flipmode crew DJ Clue It only gets better motherfuckers
you owe me, fuck the dough I want it in blood You was my homey, showed me nuttin but thug love Put me on to the game, bought me my first chain Let
through (clue, clue, clue) Pretty and crisp, y'all hoes pop shit I keep my gun cocked (clue, clue, clue) and my bitch spit Yes, who the ras wan' test me
Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They tryin to take me downtown put me under the
hating on me, they don't want Jayceon to play And the DA waiting on Jayceon to make a mistake So they can put me in the squad car and lock me away Give me
on me, they don't want Jayceon to play And the DA waiting on Jayceon to make a mistake So they can put me in the SWAT car and lock me away Give me a
) Motherfukka's wanna see me dead (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the fed's (A Million) Bitches wanna give me head (A Million) Dollars in
'm goin' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me dead (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the fed's (A Million) Bitches wanna give me
Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens, Buddens Verse 2 You don't know me fool, to diss me on dj clue
talking ] This time, I'm gonna hit 'em harder (harder, harder) This time, I'm gonna hit 'em harder (harder, harder) 50 Cent (50 Cent), G-Unit (G-Unit) DJ Clue (DJ Clue
Yeah man, it's the world famous, DJ Clue Desert Storm Jigga-man's in the building... It's ya boy H-O, World's number one DJ, DJ Clue, Tear down the world
Intro/Outro: repeat 2X Foul cats scheamin up the setup Tryin to leave me and my cream wet up Two in the head, leaded up Call the coroners to make they
'd do What ya gonn' do? Talk to me And let me see it baby Come talk to me, ha, come talk to me Last night a DJ saved my life (Ha, shake that [shit]