Loose Change *aftermath Diss* lyrics

Artist  : Ja Rule 
Song : Loose Change *aftermath Diss*
 


[Talking]
These faggot ass niggas,
Ay yo
Buck, word to mother,
Yo they had young Malcom
silenced too long baby,
They can't fuckin hold
me down nigga,
What the fuck these niggas
thought,
It's the I-N-C nigga, it's
murder,
M-I-B nigga, Murder Inc. Bosses,
motherfuckers,
Ja Rule, haha
Ay yo Buck,
turn this shit up in my motherfuckin
headphones,
Turn me up niggas, fuck these
faggots, haha
It's real nigga, yeah, it's real
nigga (ay yo, word ta motha)
(FUCK YOU LOOSE
CHANGE, YOU FAGGOT!) yeah (FEMINEM IMA SLAP THE
SHYT OUTTA
YOU BITCH!!)
MURDA INC
NIGGAS!!!

[Rapping]
How many niggas
hold they heat like Rule?
Sidearm, barrel ta
mouth ta blow ya head out through tha
south,
An' let 'Lil J get ta airin' ya
out.
An' if there's any change left I toss ya
on down ta tha west,
An' let (westside!!) tha
road ride down on ya
California, love is what
ya crave so on ya grave
it's gon' read: "Here
lie Fifty, who snitched on many.
That half a
dolla, that nickel, them dimes, an' died like
penny."
An' Murda Inc. will send they deepest
condolences and sympathies
ta Aftermath, ta
Shady, Interscope and Jimmy,
I mean ya know ya
team they really some pee-ons, gettin' peed
on,
an' leaked on.
I'm talkin' 'bout faggot
ass gay Dre young,
an' she told me all about
how ya used ta take transvestites home,
an'
occasionally wear thongs.
No wonda Feminem be
cross dressin' in pumps an' tight 'lil
dresses,
my pumps, they leave big
messes...
An' I know tha 'Truth Hurts' when I
bus' records,
Battle of da sexes, is dat a
woman or a man?
I really don't care ta stand
but Fifty you gon' get shot again
by the
M-U-R-D-E-R INC, I'm tha rappa that
sings,
totes guns an' blades. An' these Fed's
can't discuss 'em
cause while he violatin' ??
cryin' bitch to Russell like:

(BEAT
CHANGES TO NAS'S "MADE YOU LOOK)
They
shootin'...ahh makes ya shook an' got Bus'
rhymin' tha same ol' hook.
Like, they
shootin'...I ain't shoot up ya land,
I'd a put
ya in tha coroner van.
Like my nigga J
*muah*
Tha Vanguish will be tha ghetto car
when I clap at ya garage.
An' Em, whats tha
du-rag for?
You neva gon' have waves, you'll
never know black pain
but you can become tha
first white rappa slain.
Jus' get yo money
mayn, tha INC is runnin' thangs,
hideout wit
'Loose Change'.
An' you nigga Ima send you ta
mommy...
wit strict ordas from Gotti ta hide
tha body.
An' Dre, ya days comin' too cuz I
got a team of misfits thats quiet
an' handle
they business, Cause....
IM SHOOTIN'...at all
yall niggas,
an' 'Lil Mo you jus' one of dem
bitches
that ain't had a hot song in how long?
NEVA!
Ya betta off wit a dick in ya mouth,
shutup!!
Em ya claim ya mother's a crackhead
and Kim is a known slut,
so what's Haley gon'
be when she grows up?

MURRRDAAA!! Yall
know what it is.
MURRRDAAA!! Yall know what it
be.
MURRRDAAA!! Yall know what it
is.
MURRRDAAA!! I-N-C (BOOOOOM)