My Life


Text písně My Life

I know it's your life do as you please (That's right) 
But you know we be fucking up 
Huh, Huh....Yeah Aye,Aye,Aye..Yea, Yea, Yeah (What) 
Aye,Aye,Aye......Yea, Yea, Yeah 
That nigga Daz and T.I is in the motherfuckin house..You know what I mean 
It's your life or die.......Wooooh!! 

Can't ya see I'm on fire, so quit hating on me pimpin, I'm just living my life 
Think I ain't gone ride, on all you pussy niggas tryin to put an end to my life 
You can't do it, don't try...I know you sucker niggas wish that you was living my life 
In white linen, I'm down in the spiderville, riding for the rest of my life 

A-town veteran, started at eleven 
Went and bought an eight-ball, I was staying down ever since 
That's why its hard to find a young rapper nigga better than 
Bankhead resident, Westside represent, Pimp Squad mobster 
Grand Hustle president, hard on the lining than the nuts of an elephant 
Trap musik heaven sent, you hating and it's evident 
You trying to stack presidents, I'm tryin to set precedents 
The comparison is insulting my intelligene 
Cause real recognize real, and real you ain't never been 
You never will, I catch ya where you chill, holla at ya 
where you live nigga, fuck a record deal (what's happenin) 
I graduated out the yay, to stack a couple mill 
Who would figure it would be a rap nigga I have to kill 
My potnaz telling me shawty you have to chill (fuck that shit) but Ima end 
Up hating with steel, what is is, still dope boy trap niggas 
Worldwide lovin it, haters see the spider and they wanna put a slug in it 
Fuck it, I'm a G, I been a rider, I ain't studding it 
Better get ya mind off mine, and start hustling 

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I should BG banging the stripes, ideas when I strike 
Breaking my victims, lining them niggas all with the light 
Get it right, hold it tight, blast with all your might 
See we hustle for them grands til the early light 
Follw my plan on command, leave'em dead where they stand 
Ain't no stopping the man nigga with grands in my hands 
Living the fast lane, grand hustle the gram when the cash came 
(Grand hustle nigga) 
The police book me, take my fingerprint and last name 
If I'm stuck in a cell, how would I maintain 
Lock up all these niggas, the penitentiary mind frame 
I strive for perfection, my method is quite collective 
Check out the fuckin way I just rep it 
This dog pound gangsta in the back take a licking 
Rims shining, fresh paint, T.I. counting paper 
Big moves stay on deck with the tools 
All ya'll niggas and bitches and niggas get sprayed with the tools..Blahhh 

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This how we hustle for the paper, cause the hustle get harder 
I'm dog pounded out, an Atlanta Brave starter 
Money, weed, and bitches, 24 inches conversating 
T.I. plotted on getting these niggas, now for my niggas 
Murdering, killing, wheeling the spider, on a mission 
All my niggas ya'll know how the fuck we kick it 
I'ma keep my eye on a meal ticket, hustle it up motherfucker better kick it 

All eyes on me, with my westside homie 
In a drop 65, on D's, wanna ride on me 
I got a forty-five, on me 
In a hurry to die homie, get live on me 
You charged with tryin to OG 
And I'm creepin through the crowd, low key, nigga 
You don't know me 
I learned from niggas before me 
I got insomnia shawty, I don't sleep, I bomb, I don't creep 

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[Talking: T.I & Daz] 
Ya'll niggas know how we do this shit 
T.I, that nigga Daz....youknowhatimean 
This my life, your life, our life, his it to the fullest 
One time for Pac, we miss you nigga...Yeah, Yeah, Yeah 
One time for Shorty B, keepin it pimpin'(Aye) 
PSC, Grand Hustle, pimp (yeah) 
Fuck nigga, let this be a lesson to ya...Yeah, Yeah, Yeah 
Ya'll niggas better start training man 
You better be a damn good ducker nigga, 
When I goddamn let loose with this chopper, you understand that 
I ain't playin with ya'll niggas, Once the motherfuckin judge 
Slam that goddamn gaffel nigga and let a motherfuckin case beat nigga 
I'm at ya'll ass nigga..Mark my motherfuckin words, Fuck boys 
I'm laying low for a reason pimp..Ha...Fuck niggas


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