Ja Rule, Case - Thug Life lyrics
[Ja Rule, Case - Thug Life lyrics]
Ja Rule, yeah irv Gotti, uh, huh
Big Rob, haha it's how we do it
Yeah, it's my life
What's the matter with your life?
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 niggas screamin' Ja's the one
Chosen like God's only begotten son
It's my life
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?
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 niggas ain't shit, you right
Cuz every bitch need a lil' dick in they life
I betcha
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 nose?
Nigga, ain't nuttin' goin' in these nostrils
But I'll tell y'all about how
We gettin it now
40-inch screens 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 niggas to hold hat
Help me, what I do is a stick of genius
I study the eyes of niggas 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
Corrupt thoughts 'til I die
When you talk to me, motherfucker
Please look in my eyes see my life
Big Rob, haha it's how we do it
Yeah, it's my life
What's the matter with your life?
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 niggas screamin' Ja's the one
Chosen like God's only begotten son
It's my life
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?
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 niggas ain't shit, you right
Cuz every bitch need a lil' dick in they life
I betcha
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 nose?
Nigga, ain't nuttin' goin' in these nostrils
But I'll tell y'all about how
We gettin it now
40-inch screens 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 niggas to hold hat
Help me, what I do is a stick of genius
I study the eyes of niggas 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
Corrupt thoughts 'til I die
When you talk to me, motherfucker
Please look in my eyes see my life