Lyric How Many Wanna (Clean Version)
[Intro]
Yo, yo, uh
Ja Rule, heh, Murder Inc.
Come on, come on
Yo. yo
[1] - I mma ride to the end of the road baby
This life will drive me crazy
Be gettin right lately
On the real, will it overtake me?
Where all my gangsta s at? (Yeah)
Where all my ladies at? (Ahhh)
Never gon see life without the Lord, they say
What s a thug to do but kneel down and pray
Lord, forgive me
They re lookin down on it
Sometimes I feel I need out of it
Spin me round one time
Close my eyes, then sleep
Want some Ja, baby?
I deserve all this
World, get off of me
Playa skip that jive, what it sound like?
Mad playas gettin at Ja, don t even sound right
Like, now you caught in that whiplash, ? open eyed
You re all welcome, and you know you wanna live my life
May God help you
Am I possessed by my sacrifice?
Women and ice got me lovin evil paradise
You feel me?
[Repeat 1]
My life is caught up in that madness
But I do deal with it
If the blood s your heart, live it
Baby, don t die wit it
Have to judge my soul (uh)
Trippin outta control
Smashed up on the freeway
Gotta be ?, give me leave-way
Slidin back into low, murderers don t fold
Any action need to be shown?
There we go, wrapped and sold
Always rap in front of my foes
I keep playas on they toes
Women know ?who get jacked doe?
Playas know to get that dough
We that heat, can t be froze
We that burnin ? you ?
We them ones, destroyed your shows
We that platinum, not that gold
We them thugs, just too much
We them thugs you just can t touch
Y all don t wanna deal with us
We them thugs, murderers
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]
[2] - How many wanna die wit me? [7x]
How many wanna die wit me, die wit me?
Can t ya see they all wanna off my life
If you had your way, I would be dead, off side
What a shame, so now my love is high
People hatin on Ja, ain t even half his size
Hey, you feel me?
Make me wanna get too close, it ain t no joke
I m blown away, like bad, yo
You ain t know?
Ja Rule s the one, baby
? always be played with
Mess with me, get dealt with
Murder Inc., the clique baby
You feel me?
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
[Repeat 2]
Yo, yo, uh
Ja Rule, heh, Murder Inc.
Come on, come on
Yo. yo
[1] - I mma ride to the end of the road baby
This life will drive me crazy
Be gettin right lately
On the real, will it overtake me?
Where all my gangsta s at? (Yeah)
Where all my ladies at? (Ahhh)
Never gon see life without the Lord, they say
What s a thug to do but kneel down and pray
Lord, forgive me
They re lookin down on it
Sometimes I feel I need out of it
Spin me round one time
Close my eyes, then sleep
Want some Ja, baby?
I deserve all this
World, get off of me
Playa skip that jive, what it sound like?
Mad playas gettin at Ja, don t even sound right
Like, now you caught in that whiplash, ? open eyed
You re all welcome, and you know you wanna live my life
May God help you
Am I possessed by my sacrifice?
Women and ice got me lovin evil paradise
You feel me?
[Repeat 1]
My life is caught up in that madness
But I do deal with it
If the blood s your heart, live it
Baby, don t die wit it
Have to judge my soul (uh)
Trippin outta control
Smashed up on the freeway
Gotta be ?, give me leave-way
Slidin back into low, murderers don t fold
Any action need to be shown?
There we go, wrapped and sold
Always rap in front of my foes
I keep playas on they toes
Women know ?who get jacked doe?
Playas know to get that dough
We that heat, can t be froze
We that burnin ? you ?
We them ones, destroyed your shows
We that platinum, not that gold
We them thugs, just too much
We them thugs you just can t touch
Y all don t wanna deal with us
We them thugs, murderers
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]
[2] - How many wanna die wit me? [7x]
How many wanna die wit me, die wit me?
Can t ya see they all wanna off my life
If you had your way, I would be dead, off side
What a shame, so now my love is high
People hatin on Ja, ain t even half his size
Hey, you feel me?
Make me wanna get too close, it ain t no joke
I m blown away, like bad, yo
You ain t know?
Ja Rule s the one, baby
? always be played with
Mess with me, get dealt with
Murder Inc., the clique baby
You feel me?
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
[Repeat 2]
