Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me A G

Bury me a G, Thug Life, me

Thinkin' back, reminiscin' on my
A young G, gettin' paid offa dope
off cash that I made
Nigga, the sense of workin' hard if you never get to play?

I'm hustlin', out 'til it's dawn
An' home at 6 o'clock in the mornin'
Hands on my glock, on the prize
Finger on the trigger when a ride

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 be like major pimps
Stickin' to the rules, 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 riches
when I die, they won't worry me
Mama, cry, bury me a G

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

More trouble the average
made 25 an' I'm livin' like a savage
Bein' a G, it no easy thing
'Cause you could 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
the motherfucker 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 on my mind but gettin' in some trouble

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now my pager's vibratin', sleep
So I'm mobbin' to the house, bumpin' Isley
Is it cool to fuck?, is what I'm
Bitch, recognize game an' start

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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