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Artiste : Ja Rule
Titre : Thug Life
(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]