Ja rule- Everything from weed, price, from the gun to mic I’m livin’ my life runnin’ through hell with no wife It’s sick, tell my lil’ soldier will Go to bed and die, then wake up breathin’ again Cuz I’m all in even though the 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’ involved wit’ me Too hard to hit me, but this life I sacrifice My chrome lies to the dark, my daughter gon’ see the light If I die young it’s cuz this nigga too high strung It’s scary to love a girl with too much weed in my lungs Still niggas screamin’ ja’s the one Jokin’ like God don’t even got a son My life
(chorus) Case- Thug life, everybody needs a clown Thug life, love God sent to give Thug life, everybody wanna be on top Everybody livin’ funky ? every drop that’s dropping?
Case- Tell me, what’s the matter with your bitch?
Ja rule- 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 lick the freak hoes with 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 these to get high Give head to make a nigga kiss the sky No lie, when shit ain’t right, turn the lights off Put her on her stomach and fuck her ’til ya dick soft When you on the streets, love, I met you Kinda drunk with a light buzz, I respect you Made me pay shit, you right Cuz every bitch need a lil’ dick in they life I betcha
(chorus)
Case- Tell me, what’s he puttin’ in your mouth?
Ja rule- 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 it’s like the coke, cook up and come back I load up the gat, tell niggas to hold hat Help me, what I do is a trick of genius I study the eyes of niggas who drunk semen Learn to lean on the mean, yeah Coverin’ my ground, paying chips through the crack 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 My life
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Ja rule- Everything from weed, price, from the gun to mic I’m livin’ my life runnin’ through hell with no wife It’s sick, tell my lil’ soldier will Go to bed and die, then wake up breathin’ again Cuz I’m all in even though the 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’ involved wit’ me Too hard to hit me, but this life I sacrifice My chrome lies to the dark, my daughter gon’ see the light If I die young it’s cuz this nigga too high strung It’s scary to love a girl with too much weed in my lungs Still niggas screamin’ ja’s the one Jokin’ like God don’t even got a son My life
(chorus) Case- Thug life, everybody needs a clown Thug life, love God sent to give Thug life, everybody wanna be on top Everybody livin’ funky ? every drop that’s dropping?
Case- Tell me, what’s the matter with your bitch?
Ja rule- 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 lick the freak hoes with 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 these to get high Give head to make a nigga kiss the sky No lie, when shit ain’t right, turn the lights off Put her on her stomach and fuck her ’til ya dick soft When you on the streets, love, I met you Kinda drunk with a light buzz, I respect you Made me pay shit, you right Cuz every bitch need a lil’ dick in they life I betcha
(chorus)
Case- Tell me, what’s he puttin’ in your mouth?
Ja rule- 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 it’s like the coke, cook up and come back I load up the gat, tell niggas to hold hat Help me, what I do is a trick of genius I study the eyes of niggas who drunk semen Learn to lean on the mean, yeah Coverin’ my ground, paying chips through the crack 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 My life
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