Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me A G

Bury me a G, Thug Life, me

back, reminiscin' on my teens
A young G, gettin' paid dope fiends
Fuckin' off that I made
Nigga, what's the sense of hard if you never get to play?

I'm hustlin', out 'til it's dawn
An' comin' home at 6 in the mornin'
on my glock, eyes on the prize
Finger on the trigger when a nigga

Shootin' craps, niggaz out the do'
Pick my money off the flo', God bless the
Stuck on full, again
Sippin' on gin with a couple of

Say them Thug Life niggaz be major pimps
Stickin' to the rules, made for sin
An' if I die, let it be
But when come for me, bury me a G

Say, I got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my riches
when I die, they won't worry me
Mama, don't cry, me a G

An' I ain't got time for
Gotta keep my on my motherfuckin' riches
Even I die, they won't worry me
Mama, don't cry, me a G

More trouble than the
Just 25 an' I'm livin' like a savage
Bein' a G, it no easy thing
'Cause you could fuck around, get crossed an' get in the game

An' for the of your life, you will sit an' reminisce
Wonder why it had to end this
An' to the Gs, you can feel my
Until the gets born again, bury me a G

You I was a game, kid
I'm not the for playin' your games
I let my buckshots rang when I pull the on my gauge
I'm on a rampage, runs for the Devil
Ain't nothin' on my mind but gettin' in trouble

I'm tired of hidin' from the hold-up
Just to get a for some blunts, or in some jewelry store
I gives a fuck, niggaz luck when I bust
Put me to my death but I'm a G 'til the could bury me

I ain't got for bitches
Gotta keep my on my motherfuckin' riches
when I die, they won't worry me
Mama, don't cry, me a G

Say, I ain't got time for
Gotta keep my on my motherfuckin' riches
Even when I die, they worry me
Mama, cry, bury me a G

I got nothin' to lose, so I choose to be a
Went bangin' to slangin', now I'ma dope dealer
All my life, payed tha price to be the
in school, wrote the rules on gettin' tossed

Poppin' rocks on the was a past time
Pack a 9 all the time, you test mine?
Don't cry, I'd die before play me
the cradle to the grave, bury me a G

Straight G, kickin' it with the homies in the hood
Gettin' drunk, blunts, a bitch said I'm no good
I gives a fuck, I spend my time in the spot
Never had no time for no when slangin' rocks

An' bustin' caps on you ass marks
Fake-ass Gs, niggaz with no heart
I'm stayin' 'til I'm six feet deep
So a nigga gone, just bury me a G

Ain't got for bitches
keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches
Even I die, they won't worry me
Mama, don't cry, me a G

Say, I ain't got for bitches
Gotta my mind on my motherfuckin' riches
when I die, they won't worry me
Mama, don't cry, me a G

on full, Tanqueray got a nigga high
Lord knows I don't need D.U.I.
I the Thug Life, heartless hustler
Just 'cause I fucked, mean I trust her

Now my vibratin', can't sleep
So I'm to the ho's house, bumpin' Isley
Is it to fuck?, is what I'm askin'
Bitch, recognize game an' laughin'

Now I'm all in the guts an'
Prayin' a nigga don't nut too quick
'Cause I'll an' get up, I let ya know
I'll be a ten minute for a two-dollar hoe

of hoes get mad an' shit
I let a trick be a trick, you can that bitch
'Cause I doubt if I change, the game's a
Real niggaz to bustas, bury me a G

I ain't got for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin'
Even when I die, they won't me
Mama, cry, bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin'
Even when I die, they worry me
Mama, don't cry, me a G

Say, I ain't got for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin'
Even when I die, won't worry me
Mama, don't cry, me a G

Say, I ain't got for bitches
keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches
Even when I die, they won't me
Mama, don't cry, me a G

'Cause I got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my riches
Even when I die, they won't me
Mama, don't cry, me a G

'Cause I got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my riches
when I die, they won't worry me
Mama, don't cry, me a G
Now I ain't got time for bitches,