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Ja Rule Life Ain T A Game

{Chorus x2} Life ain't a game (nooooo) If you feelin me (say yeah-yea) Flip the bird where (in the aiiir) Fuck the world (we don't caaare) {Ja Rule}

Chorus x2} Life ain't a game (nooooo) If you feelin me (say yeah-yea) Flip the bird where (in the aiiir) Fuck the world (we don't caaare) {Ja Rule} It

We got a banquet full of broads, they got a table full of fellas And they ain't spending no cake They should throw they hand in, 'cause they ain't got

a battle axe [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ] Life ain't nothin but a piece of existence Cause when you die, you'se a past tense So I like to live my life

speak upon a man Let me teach you somethin' about this game (Mmm) Let me show you how to swing, push pedal that candy cane On the turf where the law can't

to a low speed, peep what a hoe need Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need Approachin' hoochies with a passion, been a long day But I've been driven by attraction in a

up cause that?s the rules mayn/ T-shirt and your shoe stained, And other slangin' in the drug game/ Thug game, rap game, We all up under attack mayn/

a nigga ain't got no money for lay, I'll come around Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't even ran a

was nursing a knot on my face But chose another time and a place That I would avenge my last fight 'cuz the same shit Ain't gonna happen that just happen