Niggaz Theme

Case- (x2) It's plain to see You can't change me Cause I'm a be a nigga for life (Chorus) Black Child- For life we gonna be niggas Fuck the world it's yours my niggas Load the nine and blaze my niggas Ja Rule- Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for life Ja Rule- Whos that chipped out Twenty one year old, hot commodity Coming out of a bum deal lottery With a flow like sodomy Put it on your bitch ass quite properly I suggest you keep all eyes on me And dont sleep as it is I'm highly critique Pussy, money, murder it's part of my mystique You feelin' me this here is one of Queens elite Predecessor of the street While you munch I eat JA's here The nigga you love but still fear I done been there done that Now nigga it's my year I can leave you on the clear view If you ain't yet clear Matter of fact if you breathin' be glad you got air Shut the fuck up When grown folks are talkin you hear Or get your shit blown baby From mouth to ear Don't fear when you smoke weed and fuckin' your wife Why? cause I'm a nigga for life (Chorus) x2 Spare yourself the reality of a n ass whippin' What I'm givin' when I be gettin' tight and start flippin' On your bitch ass niggas that like formin' a cipher Gates me hyper Want the real I'm a slice ya Light ya Ass up with sixteen or more slugs Comin' from my snub nose bull dog Raw, to the core lets lay down some laws This is JA's house bow down or bring the war Mother fuckers Ya'll don't want to touch what's hot Whatever it be mic, glock, drug spot Like a bitch you scared of life and takin' chances And right now you showin' more ass then an exotic dancer The answer is this Niggas don't wanna touch JA is livin' stronger then a fucking coke rush See on the streets we be killin niggas like cash And you heard I.N.C. nigga it's murda Case- (x2) It's plain to see You can't change me Cause I'm a be a nigga for life (Chorus) Ja Rule- Nigga, I live among thorough breads Raised to blaze lead If you get shot play dead And put two in his head I'm known to pasteurize And criticize A nigga size look him right in the eyes And leave him dead where he lies We come through mobbin' Like crips from Compton We're all in burners and sippin' on gin Fuck Flossin' Nigga I'm burnin' iron And if you aint buyin' Then you're dyin' From denyin' I'm so inspirin' To the youth, see I'm settin it strait Lettin' them know never to step on nothin' less then an eighth And the longer it takes Some body is gonna die for it The streets is watchin' Jigga warned you dont ignore it It's only niggas holdin Go JAP and blow yen With the six double strait out of the pin Brandishin Steal for the ice Hioldin my dick Talkin shit Shootin' dice A nigga for life So whatcha sayin' is What the fuck is a nigga? Rob a bitch, slap a bitch All that shit (Chorus) x2