Ja Rule - Fresh Out Da Pen lyrics

rate me

Hook:

Fresh out da pen, middle finger up, nigga

I don’t give a fuck and you know which I can suck

My deed just like bitches, hate on, you fuck niggas

Picture me roll in, the feds all in my business.

Cause I’m about to rhyme, I get it

See murder, ain’t no limits

What I started out, I’m gonna finish

Choppers out, the windows tinted.

… no witness, cause we ain’t leaving no witness

All my niggas … niggas don’t get it!

Made out motherfuckers, this is business!

Take your personal prescription

Motherfucker, I see business!

Cause I got the devil in me, and my evil is my genius

And those girls catching us …

Nigga sit tight in that prison!

You gonna have to come get me

And to get me means to kill me

If you kill me, niggas witness dying with me

Feel me?

Fuck the feds and whoever is listening

I know ya niggas watching,

But as long as I’m alive, who gonna stop me?

A nigga..

Ad the fucking niggas like it

But I guarantee you never met another nigga like me!

Not likely! I’m savage!

Ya niggas bitch big loudly

And girls, I eat pussy, pussy niggas stay for around me

Cause nigga, I’m shouting!

Hook:

Fresh out da pen, middle finger up, nigga

I don’t give a fuck and you know which I can suck

My deed just like bitches, hate on, you fuck niggas

Picture me roll in, the feds all in my business.

Cause I’m rocking out your bitches

And your bitches talk real…

Telling me about her niggas real sexy

And I need the fuck more protected.

When the cops stripping butt naked

Gimmie anything …

So, when I’m leaving nigga like breakfast

Ratchet nigga don’t want…

Unless is something I die for myself, cut the…

Afraid to get large in…

We’re talking about that money, money

Nigga wore them out

That money make them turn and pin it over… talking about

Speak in tones, bitch!

Fuck me, you know I got it, got it

Pop that, pop that, fuck man, you know I’m about it, about it

Pop that, pop that, pop that ass, bitch

You gonna get this work, let me see you twerking like Miley

Need a bad girl like… that’s going off that molly

But I pop that Miley, and I don’t rock that forward

I’m… in a Bugatti, I’m just trying to avoid the law

Nigga, ain’t trying to get locked up no more

I might stop real rapping

Nigga, keep low with that hard…

That’s not me, yeah… y’all listening

I’m innocent! Real shit!

But I’ll be fresh as hell if you’re watching!

Who the hell will stop me, nigga?

Fresh out the pen, pen, pen!