All My Life Lyrics - T.i.p. - Young Buck

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 

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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 

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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 alley 

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