Get Tha Fortune (Street) Songtext

YeahWord upNiggas is out there frontinTryin to get the fameNiggas need to be gettin the money[ Ja Rule ]Don't risk it, Ja Rule's known for makin fat shitFully-loaded clip, usin wax for targetsRattattat, rewind the DAT, blackI got your mind wide open and your wig pushed backSo keep it comin, you don't want none, but you'll get someSweatin faggot niggas, got that ass full of cumJa live, leavin flatlines through your vital signsWhen in disguise I'm a shadow with red eyesI stay high, layin in the bed, do or dieA stye over my eye made me realizeLife's a scramble with scars and scrapesYou better premeditate for the moves and shakeCause it's a shakedown, watch me break down on the lowThe real is that them fake niggas can't flowYou get moved on and get that ass tornOut the frame, muthafuckasFor tryin to bring the ruckus[ CHORUS ]Get the fortune, muthafuck the fameMaintain but never strain flow with the grain[ Nemesis ]52 pick-up'sOh my God, I shatter niggas, it's a stick-upNiggas got popped on the block, raise up19 years young, I'm still wildinGot more rhymes than combined time of niggas on the IslandSo bring the wax, selector, we comin through your sectorBlasted off Tanqueray mixed with peach nectarNiggas play the good son and I play the killerThem niggas ??? cause the Click is much iller[ Ja Rule ]Who's next to get they neck brokeRubberneckin my mic-check, showin niggas no respectCause you're chokin off the mic that I left smokinHopin that this shit you kick is this potentParaphernalia, illegal substance, don't touch thisParents be advised cause I'm explicit with my lyricsOn some real shit, fuck the bullshit, it's the ClickRepresentin Woodhull, Hollis Ave., 205th[ CHORUS ][ Ja Rule ]I live and die for my Click, nigga, goin all out for the causeProtect what's mines and then I take what's yoursDuring the day rap assassinKeep MC's off my heels from blastin muthafuckas into fractionsMy actions gotta speak louder than wordsI'm on the verge of becomin the first nigga that's heardA lifetime sentence, born and raised to be relentlessBlack, get them niggas with a death wish[ Chris Black ]Niggas got me target, blazin mad slugs on a strapNem Terror, Ja Rule and Chris Black3 deadly elements out for the fortuneAve. cold be scorchin, 9mm storchin[ Ja Rule ]The way I choose to live my life is irrelevantSmokin weed for the hell of itWith my Click, get the dickYou can't fuck with the foundationMic G, CMC, a Top Dawg ??????[ CHORUS ]