- Votes:
- Composers:
- Hailey
- Joel M/bennett
- Rory A
 
- Genres:
- Rnb
 
- Tags:
- cool
- dirty south
- gangsta rap
- young buck
 
- See also:
Young Buck - All My Life lyrics
Now we can't lose fo' sho'
 Ya'll niggaz wanna know what we did this is what we did nigga
 Extended the family world-wide, recruited a couple comrades
 I was a chosen one due to my chrome gats
 Bad ass lil' nigga wit' a trash bag now I gotta confess it
 Every day arrested
 Niggaz wanna test this to get at the hoes
 So even mamma stay invested, damn that's cold
 Bitches 17 years old, round 100 kilos
 Half of y'all pickin' pot out your nose with Afros
 Rollin' with the big boys soakin' up game
 And we'll be back seat with the cardier frames
 The easier it got nigga the harder it came
 But I stayed in the game, that's the heart in this mayne
 There'll be hell on earth if I stay in the game
 Talk about kickin' up dirt like the broncos plane
 Call me the macho man when it comes to dirty ways
 A hato's man feel crime don't pay
 All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
 And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
 So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
 Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
 All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
 And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
 So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
 Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
 The last verse I wrote, I burned my hand
 'Cause there's only so much heat, that my hand can stand
 I'm too hot to spit that, you not you get that
 Don't get to height or this glock'll click back
 I bitch smack niggaz and I ain't that mean
 My chopper gon' do you proper look at what that did
 I'm clip flipin', pistol grippin', dippin', set trippin'
 Believe me you don't wanna see me wit' the 4tec spittin'
 You bull-shittin', I'm just goin' live by you guys
 My whole team roll me homey, ride or die
 Ridin' high, Sheaf and do-do like I'm in Cali
 I'm type this one for the block and blast from the alleyYoung Buck - All My Life - http://motolyrics.com/young-buck/all-my-life-lyrics.html
 I'm raw wit' it Tony Montana, extra banana
 Interstate from my way down to Atlanta, comes from a scanna
 Just crossed the Tennessee line
 All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
It's all for one and one for all nigga
 All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
 And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
 So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
 Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
 All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
 And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
 So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
 Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
 Now let ya nuts hang nigga
 Start up the engine in the cut thang nigga
 Brang pain to these niggaz, ice on my trigga finga
 Let the world know, I'm a balla when I came for the scrilla
 Gorilla they gon' label me
 Ain't no way y'all bitches gon' disable me, put me on cable TV
 Peace treaties ain't accepted here, blood-bath
 Split him in half now nigga from his feet to his ear
 If I don't know ya then its fuck ya, we ain't talkin' shit out
 Catch me at ya people, we jus' sparkin' shit out
 Yeah, I'm so hood, that bullshit you spittin' ain't no good
 I bust a nigga weave, act like poppin' a car hood
 You want ya gurl back, pay the fee and it's all good
 Until I cop a 7-series beamer wit' all wood
 My whole team makin' riches we shinin', we ball good
 You can boss and Young Buck'll catch us our hood
 All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
 And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
 So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
 Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time
 All my life, I visualized me handlin' mine
 And fuck waitin', 'cause God ain't promising time
 So now I'm drawin' a line before I get too far behind
 Lord, if I'm lyin' strike me down on time

















