Ja Rule: Down ass bitch

Ja Rule, Chuck B-moreEvery thug needs a ladyAnd every thug needs a down ass bitch, huh, feel meEvery thug needs a ladyBaby 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 meBaby say yeah, (baby say yeah)If you'd die for me, like you cry for meBaby say yeah, (baby say yeah)If you'd kill for me, like you comfort meBaby say yeah, (baby say yeah)Girl I'm convinced, you're my down ass bitch{Ja Rule}UhI know that you're lovin me, 'cause you thug with me, who bust slugs for me?My babyWho gon' kill for you, like I comfort you, who else but the Rule?You feel meGirl when we connect the dots we hit the spotTwin Benz's, you ride hard, I ride dropAnd to make it better, baby got the nina' Beretta tucked lowAnd I'm two cars back with the four-fourAnd it freaks you out, on your momma's couch, that's what us thugs be 'boutYou know meAnd when I pray for love, baby pray for us, who celebrates the thugs?My ladyGot me seekin capital game when I spit sixteenWhether bars or sixteens in the doors of carsA star is bornIn 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 fromBlow sellin, dough amounts to no tellinThere'll be no tellin, snitches get it backThose gats to your backs for my boyWhat part of the game is that, huh?Niggas and they feelings 'cause I handle your dealings, keep your name in tactMy fame's in tact so cops won't know what it's hittin forNow hoes wanna know what you shittin for'Cause I'm your bitch, the Bonnie to your ClydeIt's mental, mash your enemies, we out in the rentalI'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 youAnd my baby three-eighty at my sideAnd we lock the town, I'm as down as any thugMy love, they gotta take us in blood, what::Chorus::{Ja Rule}You could die from love, at any given time I could die from slugsBut that's what this life is capable ofThe death and the life of a bitch and a thug, is what I'm scared ofBut God up in Heaven who ain't afraid to, tuck the toast in the EscaladePop on niggas that showin me shade, but only for the Rule 'cause that's my babyGot me a down ass bitch with red hair, that don't careBlazed by the shots and flaresGirl c'mon, follow me, and bust back at police, conceal ya heatIt's a bit much to blaze up, Rule and Chuck, N-I-G, the Murderous, I-N-CWith one on the hip, one in the holster, nigga will toast ya quickEspecially a down ass bitch::Chorus::{Ja Rule}Thug on, 'cause you my down ass bitchThug on, ladiesThug on, 'cause you my down ass bitchThug on, babyThug on, 'cause you my down ass bitchThug on, ladiesThug on, 'cause you my down ass bitchThug on, baby{Chorus 2x}Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)