T.I. My Life feat. Daz Dillinger Lyrics

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

(chorus)
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 p____ n____s tryin to put an end to my life
You can't do it, don't try...I know you sucker n____s wish that you was living my life
In white linen, I'm fly..top down in the SPYDER, BE A RYDER for the rest of my life

[T.I]
A-town veteran, started at eleven
When and bought an eight-ball, I was staying down every since
That's why its hard to find a young rap n____ better than
Bankhead resident, Westside represent, Pimp Squad mobster
Grand Hustle president, heart of a lion and 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
and never will, I catch ya where you chill, holla at ya where you live n____, f___ a record deal (what's happenin)
I graduated out the yay, to stack a couple mill
Who would figure it would be a rap n____ I have to kill
My potnaz telling me shawty you have to chill (f___ that s___) but Ima end Up hating with steel, what is is, still dope boy trap n____s
Worldwide lovin it, haters see the spyder and they wanna put a slug in it
f___ it, I'm a G, I been a rider, I ain't studding it
Better get ya mind of mind, and start hustling

(chorus:with ad libs)

[Daz]
I should BG banging the stripes, I avenge when I strike
Breaking my victims, BLINDING n____s 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 n____ with grands in my hands
Living the fast lane, grand hustle the gram when the cash came
(Grand hustle n____)
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 n____s, the penitentiary mind frame
I strive for perfection, my method is quite collective
Check out the f___in way I just rep it
This dog pound gangsta in A BLACK STANKIN LINCOLN
Rims shining, fresh paint, T.I. counting paper
Big moves stay on deck with the tools
All ya'll n____s and b____es and n____s get sprayed with the tools..Brahhh

(chorus: with ad libs)

[Daz]
This how we hustle for the paper, cause the hustle get harder
I'm dog pounded out, an Atlanta Brave starter
Money, weed, and b____es, 24 inches conversating
T.I. plotted on getting these n____s, now for my n____s
Murdering, killing, wheeling the spider, on a mission
All my n____s ya'll know how the f___ we kick it
I'ma keep my eyes on THE MEAL TICKET, hustle it up m_________er better kick it

[T.I]
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, n____
You don't know me
I learned from n____s before me
I got insomnia shawty, I don't sleep, I bomb, I don't creep

(chorus: with ad libs)

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

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