what, if you know what's Then you know it's not a game, what's my name? J-A-R-U-L-E Who else you thought it would be All my bitches with me say J-A-R
did you know what, if you know what's Then you know it's not a game, what's my name? [Chorus] w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs [Ja Rule] + (Ashanti) Ba
Übersetzung: Ja Rule. Was ist mein Name.
everyday and that's cold I keep my four-four and I ain't gon' let it go My money can't fold no more it's in stacks My nose is close now I see that ain
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain What's my muh'f**kin name ni**a? Hold it down, hold it down What's my muh'f**kin name? Makaveli the Don until
to keep me out the game, stuck These motherfuckers tryin to dirty up my name, but I slip as quick as the wind, it's me again, fuck friends My foes be
blasphemy in here! Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me My family
t mind it You have this way of stopping time Whenever things turn sour, I'll be on my way I only wanna take what's mine I say this run around you're giving me There's
's time to go I'm leavin' you Alborosie with tears in my eyes. But my heart will stay I love you for the rest of my life Is dis love that I'm feelin'
who you are No matter where you from You my brother Brothers and sisters Let's come together now Brothers and sisters I say Come along, come along, come along Wild time, what
sing out mi bredda Chorus Beenie: My time I am a girls spec I'm like that, keep looking You haven't seen anything yet Who I am? My name is Beenie
for a friend Came up just short of nothing I didn't find the truth I only found an end So tell me who's gonna save me Or my father or my son When
Is inclined to play the clown Again I must remind you that A dog's a dog, a cat's a cat With cats, some say one rule is true Don't speak 'til you are
street but I do what I gotta do. So what? you got a crew? I got a crew too, I'm not street but I do what I gotta do. Come on everybody, My brothers and my
street but I do what I gotta do. So what? you got a crew? I got a crew too, I?m not street but I do what I gotta do. Come on everybody, My brothers and my
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason I can't explain I know Saint Peter will call my name
