Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me A G

Bury me a G, Thug Life, me

Thinkin' back, on my teens
A young G, gettin' paid offa dope
off cash that I made
Nigga, what's the sense of workin' hard if you get to play?

I'm hustlin', stayin' out 'til it's
An' comin' at 6 o'clock in the mornin'
Hands on my glock, eyes on the
Finger on the trigger when a nigga

Shootin' craps, bustin' out the do'
Pick my money off the flo', God bless the
Stuck on full, drunk
Sippin' on gin a couple of friends

Say them Thug Life be like major pimps
to the rules, wasn't made for sin
An' if I die, let it be
But they come for me, bury me a G

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

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

More trouble the average
Just 25 an' I'm livin' like a savage
a G, it ain't no easy thing
'Cause you fuck around, get crossed an' get stuck in the game

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

An' caps on you punk ass marks
Fake-ass Gs, bitch niggaz with no
I'm stayin' real 'til I'm six feet
So when a gone, just bury me a G

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

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

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

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

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

Lots of get mad an' shit
I let a trick be a trick, you can have bitch
I doubt if I change, the game's a motherfucker
Real niggaz turn to bustas, me a G

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

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

Say, I got time for bitches
Gotta my mind on my motherfuckin' riches
Even when I die, they worry me
Mama, cry, bury me a G

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

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

'Cause I got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin'
Even I die, they won't worry me
Mama, cry, bury me a G
Now I got time for bitches, bitches