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Lyrics for Count On Your Nigga by Rule Ja:
| | | Artist: | Rule Ja |
| | Album: | Venni Vetti Vecci | | Track: | Count On Your Nigga | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 98 | | | | Lyrics: | Uh, yeah It’s Ja Rule nigga
Uh, uh, yeah
Feel this Uh, Ja Rule nigga Def Jam,
Ja
Look at my life style it’s dangerous
When I was young this sorta life was
contagious
Hustlin’ hard like them sharks down in Vegas
My gat and I come bust
spontaneous
This world made us to take only what they gave us
The game is our
loss
Watch yo gloat
Then show you that this world ain’t yours
Push crack like
swingin’ doors
And leave strips wide open Ja’s holdin
A pair a nines and
ya’ll cats foldin’
My life ain’t been all that goldin’
This
ryme hit me at a young age and kept callin’
I know I’m fallin’
To the
evil of money and drugs and loose woman
But that’s what I’m lovin’ about
livin’
Bein I see my birth as agivin’ Knowin’ my inner limits
This
game ain’t no scrimmage
Lets play big we’re winners
Beg the Lord for
forgiveness
For when I die please take me off your shit list
Cause I’ll be
nameless
Puttin’ them through changes
The J to the A Niggas know the flows
crazy
Chorus:
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from where we at
to where we be?
It’s evident who’s out for the dead president
And why so
many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin’ in life figure
There’s no
start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your nigga
(Repeat 2x)
I got
a lust for this money
Admire them old timers
Assume with no conscience
Made a world
so chaotic
Opened up my mind and introduced me to narcotics
Brand new wips not this thicks
the hottest chicks
I just can’t seem to keep them off my dicks
The difference is
ya’ll did ya’ll thing on the low
Made a lot of doe We did our thing high
pro
Though we still blew I wish I knew dirty money was evil
I never understood until I
lost a few people
Dead and gone still their memory lives on
Throw a mural up let them
niggas whem was loved
Now were in to better things
Got our hands on every ring
Crime
in the streets
Cause it’s my time I draw the line between love and war really
Nigga
you with me Your flossin, outside that you fear me
Literally strait up and down with no
cross
As God is my witness and JA is yours I’m a spirit in your direction
Hit the
floors, Nigga
Chorus:
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do we get from
where we at to where we be?
It’s evident who’s out for the dead
president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin’ in life
figure
There’s no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your
nigga
(Repeat 2x)
Shout Outs: Uh, yeah Uh It’s Def Jam
Topp dogg nigga
Recognize Uh, Uh Ja Rule nigga
Uh, Uh Recognize Def Jam nigga Uh, yeah Recognize
Uh yo
I’m big boi nigga What the deal big boi
What the deal Uh, yeah All my niggas,
live
on Dog We kill ‘em all
Chorus:
What makes a nigga what he is?
And how do
we get from where we at to where we be?
It’s evident who’s out for the dead
president
And why so many close to my heart had to die
Were we goin’ in life
figure
There’s no start no end
But when in doubt you could count on your
nigga
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