Текст (слова) песни: Ja rule - Thug Life

[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]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Ja rule - Thug Life [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] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Thug Life: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/1936.html Все тексты песен: Ja rule » Ja rule - Put It On Me (Feat. vita) » Ja rule - Only Begotten Son » Ja rule - First Degree » Ja rule - Intro (Rule 3:36) » Ja rule - Pop N****s » Ja rule - Thing`s Gon` Change » Ja rule - The March Prelude » Ja rule - Pop Niggas » Ja rule - always on time3 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Ja rule - Holla Holla » Ja rule - always on time2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Ja rule - Thug Lovin` » Ja rule - Furious » Ja rule - The Manual » Ja rule - always on time \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Ja rule - Pain Is Love (Skit) » Ja rule - Chris Black (skit) » Ja rule - Watching Me » Ja rule - The Rule Won`t Die » Ja rule - Lost Little Girl Рекомендуем скачать: » Булат Окуджава - Не тридцать лет, а триста лет иду, представьте вы... » Билык Ирина - О любви » Борис Щеглов - Памяти Арика Круппа » Борис Вайханский - Итальянская история, или Песенка про чудака » Борис Вайханский - Пыль (Пехотные колонны) » Би-2 - Прощай, Берлин » Бригада С - Скорый поезд придет в 6 часов » Банда - Моё сердце любить не устанет » Борис Вахнюк - Мертвая зыбь на Куйбышевском море » Борис Бондарев - Есть слова, что не врут... » Борис Вайханский - Баллада про интервенцию » Блестящие - Оперуполномоченный » Борис Гордон - Пробка » Беломорканал - РОСТОВСКИЙ ВОЛК » Борис Бляхман - Израиль спит, уставший от сует... » Бикини - Чао » Борис Полоскин - Жажда » Беломорканал - ПАМЯТИ ДРУГА » Бочаров Владимир - "ГАСТРОЛЬ" ЗА БУГОР » Блестящие - Где же ты, где?
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