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Ja Rule f Charli Baltimore - Pain is Love

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(Ja Rule - talking)
Ja Rule, Chuck B-more
Every thug needs a lady
And every thug needs a down ass bitch, huh, feel me
Every thug needs a lady
Baby I`m convinced, you my down ass bitch

(Chorus - Ja Rule)
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
If you`d lie for me, like you lovin me
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
If you`d die for me, like you cry for me
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
If you`d kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
Girl I`m convinced, you`re my down ass bitch

(Ja Rule)
Uh
I know that you`re lovin me, `cause you thug with me, who bust slugs for me?
My baby
Who gon` kill for you, like I comfort you, who else but the Rule?
You feel me
Girl when we connect the dots we hit the spot
Twin Benz`s, you ride hard, I ride drop
And to make it better, baby got the nina` Beretta tucked low
And I`m two cars back with the four-four
And it freaks you out, on your momma`s couch, that`s what us thugs be `bout
You know me
And when I pray for love, baby pray for us, who celebrates the thugs?
My lady
Got me seekin capital game when I spit sixteen
Whether bars or sixteens in the doors of cars
A star is born
In the hood, made a name live on, R-U-L-E, ladies, feel me

(Chorus)

(Charli Baltimore)
Now I`m show you blood or love, there`s no belly you bounce from
Blow sellin, dough amounts to no tellin
There`ll be no tellin, snitches get it back
Those gats to your backs for my boy
What part of the game is that, huh?
Niggas and they feelings `cause I handle your dealings, keep your name in tact
My fame`s in tact so cops won`t know what it`s hittin for
Now hoes wanna know what you shittin for
`Cause I`m your bitch, the Bonnie to your Clyde
It`s mental, mash your enemies, we out in the rental
I`m your bitch, niggas run up on ya, shift ya lungs, who`s your organ donor?
What they know about, extreme meausures I`m a ride with you
And my baby three-eighty at my side
And we lock the town, I`m as down as any thug
My love, they gotta take us in blood, what

(Chorus)

(Ja Rule)
You could die from love, at any given time I could die from slugs
But that`s what this life is capable of
The death and the life of a bitch and a thug, is what I`m scared of
But got a woman that ain`t afraid to, tuck the toast in the Escalade
Pop on niggas that showin me shade, but only for the Rule `cause that`s my baby
Got me a down ass bitch with red hair, that don`t care
Blazed by the shots and flares
Girl c`mon, follow me, and bust back at police, conceal ya heat
It`s a bit much to blaze up
Rule and Chuck and I.G., the Murderers, I-N-C
With one on the hip, one in the holster, nigga will toast ya quick
Especially a down ass bitch

(Chorus)

(Ja Rule)
Thug on, `cause you my down ass bitch
Thug on, ladies
Thug on, `cause you my down ass bitch
Thug on, baby
Thug on, `cause you my down ass bitch
Thug on, ladies
Thug on, `cause you my down ass bitch
Thug on, baby

(Chorus) 2x

Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)

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