Ja Rule Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Thug Life Lyrics

(feat. Case)

 [Ja Rule]

 Ja Rule, yeah

 Irv Gotti, uh, huh

 Big Rob, haha

 It's how we do it

 Yeah, it's my life

 

 [Case]

 What's the matter with your life?

 

 [Ja]

 Everything from the evils to price, from the guns to mic

 I'm livin' my life runnin' through hell with no wife

 It's a sin, but I tell my lost soul to win

 Go to bed and die, then wake up breathin' again

 Cuz I'm all in even though shit ain't right

 I wake up, sweating my life every night

 Tell me, is you the devil that gon' get me?

 Or is God don't feel like bein' bothered with?

 So hard to hit me, but this life I sacrifice

 Fuck chrome lines in the dark, my daughter gon' see the light

 If I die young it's cuz a nigga too high strung

 Got a scary love for guns but too much weed in my lungs

 Still niggaz screamin' Ja's the one

 Chosen like God's only begotten son

 It's my life

 

 [Case]

 Thug life, everybody needs a friend

 Thug life, we all got a space to fill

 Thug life, everybody wanna be on top

 Life, it ain't that funky

 Yes he's got that dropping

 Tell me, what's the matter with your bitch?

 

 [Ja]

 Baby, I don't respect shit, with diamonds and live reckless

 Pushing the six, top speed, getting my dick licked

 I'm childish, one of a kind, one of my own

 I'm about to take these freak hoes to levels unknown

 Touch a little, later on, fuck a little

 The more resist the better, I'm in it for whatever

 Feel me, I don't need weed to get high

 Some good head make a nigga kiss the sky

 No lie, but if she ain't right, turn the lights off

 Put her on her stomach and fuck her 'til ya dick soft

 The rules to the streets, love

 I met you kinda drunk with a light buzz

 I respect it cuz niggaz ain't shit, you right

 Cuz every bitch need a lil' dick in they life

 I betcha

 

 [Case]

 Thug life, everybody needs a friend

 Thug life, we all got a space to fill

 Thug life, everybody wanna be on top

 Life, it ain't that funky

 Yes he's got that dropping

 Tell me, what's he puttin' in your mouth?

 

 [Ja]

 Nigga, ain't nuttin' goin' in need that's trail

 But how told y'all 'bout how we gettin' it now

 40-inch screen nigga, rocks gleam, nigga

 You a customer, and I love a fiend, nigga

 Cuz just like the coke, cook up and come back

 I load up the gat, tell niggaz to hold hat

 Help me, what I do is a stick of genius

 I study the eyes of niggaz who done seen this

 Learn to lean on the mean, yeah

 Coverin' my ground, paying attention to the cracks in the cement

 It's on now cuz I got my vision together

 What y'all thought? I was gon crawl blind forever?

 It's now or never, curupt thoughts 'til I die

 When you talk to me, motherfucker, please look in my eyes

 See my life

 

 [Chorus to end]