Life Ain’t a Game Ja Rule

[Hook]
Life ain't a game (no)
If you feelin' me (say yeah yeah)
Flip the bird where (in the air)
Fuck the world (we don't care)
Life ain't a game (no)
If you feelin' me (say yeah yeah)
Flip the bird where (in the air)
Fuck the world (we don't care)

[Ja Rule]
It's time to ride out
Niggas stash your cash at the hideout
The Murderous I-N-C's en route
(Y'all hear me) feeling my shit the same
(Y'all fear me) in every definitive way
(I'm really) the nigga that you need to get with
'Cause y'all pop shit, nigga, I pop clips, nigga
Hot, but not the black four-dot-six nigga
You know the Rule, thug heart nigga
And I don't need no fake friends, broke ties, loose ends
There they go niggas is at it again
Trying to befriend the nigga that they claim they love, but hate so much
And really all we got is us
But fuck it, it's the same way they fucked me
Now I'm fucking your broad in the back of a Humvee, go figure
I'll have your niggas pouring out liquor
All because you fucking with the Rule nigga