50 Cent - Your Life's On The Line ( Dirty ) [ HD ] ''Ja Rule Diss'' (1998) + Lyrics !

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Explicit Uncensored HD 720p ( Full Screen ) Video Version.."Your Life's on the Line" is a single by rapper 50 Cent..The song contains a diss to Ja Rule and Murder Inc. Records for saying that 50 Cent robbed Ja Rule of his jewellery and setted it up, which he shouts "Murda" repeatedly in the chorus, and mentions rappers Jay-Z and Nas. The lyrics: "We ain't buddies, we aint partners, and we damn sure ain't friends", were later used in his song "Get In My Car" from his 2005 album The Massacre.

[ Backround ]
Your Life's on the Line' appears in his first two studio albums: originally, track 5 on his 2000 unofficially released album Power of the Dollar and, as a bonus track, track 19 on his 2003 commercial debut album Get Rich or Die Tryin'. It also appears as a track 7 in his 2002 compilation album Guess Who's Back?

[ Music Video ]
A music video of the song exists, which is the only song in the album which has a music video accompanied with it, despite not being a single. Along with "Rowdy Rowdy", it is one of the two music videos made before he was shot, which was 2 days before filming the music video for "Thug Love". The video starts with saying how the video got missing, but then later found, then shows 50 Cent rapping in various areas of New York City, including showing him get arrested and rapping while in the police car. The video features rappers Tony Yayo, Bang 'Em Smurf & Two Five

[ Lyrics ]
Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
Cuz I don't like y'all anyway
...And I don't like y'all anyway
Fuck all y'all!!
My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me
BLAT! Wutup homie
For bitches who don't know me
...They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me

I came into rap humble, I don't give a fuck now
Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
Coke price go up, cats is come down
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
Niggas who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks
They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack
When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu
Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me
OG's look at me and see what they used to be
I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So
The thug, they pop shit
The thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin against me
My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see

[Hook]
Scream murder! (I don't believe you!)
Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!)
Murder! (I don't believe you!)
Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)

Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
Make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six

I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome
I hate to hear "He say, She say" shit
Unless he say she say she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up
I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front
I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once
In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on em"
"You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on em"
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
You just a small player in this game, play a part son

[Hook]

These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car
Nascar, truck wit a crash bar
And TV's in the dash, pa
See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa
I catch stunts when I ain't tryin
I ain't lyin, I sit Don P til I split up
Keep my rent split up
Get outta line, I get you hit up (Wooo!)
Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars:
50, umm Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
The games you playin, you get killed like that
Actin like you all hard, you ain't built like that
See me when you see me nigga, one
(One)

[Hook]

Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six

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  • i can't hate on the 90's 50 cent, he was dope when he was street.

  • I listen to it in 2011 and I will be in 2012

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  • his voice before he got shot YY.

  • 50 killed ja on this one

  • fuck ja rule!!

  • cant watch it on my phone

  • 'want the old fifty back

    damn commercial monkey new one!

  • Ant eyes

  • not a fan of 50 but this goes hard

  • @GetSomeFactsKid well i don't kno about 10000x greater but yes to ME personally tupac is much better..your channel name fits this situation perfectly cause if you had your facts str8 you wouldn't come to 1 of the biggest tupac fans channel saying dumb shit like this..'' GetSomeFactsKid ''

    don't think i got mad luv for pac...check my new tribute i made for him on 9/13/2011

    -------------- R.I.P. ---------------

    ❷PĄC MĄKĄVEŁI ŢHĄ DØN

    -------------- 9/13/96 ----------------

    ŢHĄ DEĄŢH ØF Ą ŢRUE ŢHUG

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