, 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,
my way down to Atlanta, Just crossed the Tennessee line, All my life I visualized me handlin' mine (Young Buck) It's all for one and one for all n**** (Chorus) All my
Vertimas: Young Buck. Visas mano gyvenimas.
Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia and I am the commissioner You don't want to
matter what, you've always been by my side You've always been my best friend You're the love of my life You're everything to me You never left my side You're my
hundred grand on my wrist, yeah life sucks Fuck the club, Dawg I rather count a million bucks, ayy If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block With my
put my record out I'm gonna be large, know what I'm talkin' about? In the first two years I made about three hundred bucks Yo, this business sucks But
time they'll stretch me 'Cause my time was gettin' short All my homies was in court Or locked in a hole, this shit was gettin' old So I changed my life
boy Get your steel 'cuz I feel like a headbanger Yah, I got a gang of shits Styles guns my Uzzie wieghts a mutha-fuckin' ton Bucking down one, bucking down two Bucking
get that game Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Nigga all
my promo I make it rain, hoe better wear your poncho To seek me on my TMO, I get you mo slow The good life beats side of my condo You know the name
foot, eight foot bunch Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young
go "Pu" Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too Yeah, all my niggas nuts and I'm a loose screw Bitch I get big bucks pockets on Bruce Bruce Yeah,
Before I woulda told you, Prodigy's my dog Through the ups and downs, robberies and all Though I always knew he wanted my downfall He would say his
for the medallion, my diamonds are reckless Feels like a midget is hangin' from my necklace I pulled up wit a million trucks Lookin' smellin', feelin' like a million bucks
