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Thangs gon change Lyricsby Ja Rule Buy album CD: Blood In My Eye first off fuck the snitch and the unity thang fuck dre formost and eminem plus we all heard it b4 they tired of them now they waitin 4 this thug shit from rule again and in case u wanna play with the thugs n shit put a vest on yaself and yo childern niggas be scared to death of the murderin niggas who like to put 10 holes in kids and incase yall aint heard about my savages i'll kidnap ya kids throw em' over a bridge get remineses of N-O-T-O-R-I-O-U-S you just lay down slow and we keep bangin rap alot collabo im fed up and i aint eben playin no mo Chours: (thangs gon change)i aint gonna lie when the heat waves high everybodys gotta die (Thangs gon change)u betta believin we stoppin niggaz from breathin poppin niggas and leavin (thangs gon change) one way or another we gangstas 4rm the gutter we'll shoot ya and cut (thangs gon change) ja u aint never lied when the heat waves high everybodys gotta die As i sit back relax cuttin crack loadin gats i think about these sexy rappers that im gonna clap ill probably go to jail 4 sendin niggas to jail if i lay banks down yayos gon tell he do ill help him rite then hell tell black cal is black mail rule his tracks sell IG nigga the boss of all costs we get money off of music , murder, and torture who got wat it costs 4 a coffin fifty you a dead man walkin this is extortion we all dent the crime everybodys crying from all of yall dying when the iron start flying and now the public wanna talk about peace but fuck peace cuz this nigga has the police and black cal is half man half beast and im gonna give all yall niggas a helpful clipfull peace CHOURS:1x its time to address the public niggas is frontin like when we see em we aint thumpin shots tryna lay sum down homie its nuttin when u dealin wit real gangstas that'll pop and erase ya my dogs aint playin man when ever we see you we leavin ya there aint no after math after the shots cleared nigga we do it poppy bang like crips and bloods and if shit change i still keep a strap in my waist u betta watch yo mouth b4 i rip ya face off and anybody u wit go jet the fuck off yous aint gangstas u sweet as dove soap D plays n games pop the fuck off oh u want war everybodys gon get clipped the fuck up everybody knows your block got buzzed off we got big guns pay attention roll wit the niggaz and bangin on crenshaw
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