Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me A G

Four to the chest, my niggas get at me
They don' fucked around and up my new white tee
I'm livin' my life, why they mad at me
Woke up this morning, I ain't see this

Should I even bust back, you ain't see me
I hope got a VIP line
Got partners in hell that'll sneak me in the back door
You know I waitin' in line

Paramedics on the way, but they they time
Everybody standin' over a nigga, shit
Damn, y'all give a nigga a to think
Which one of you shot me, it was one of you bastards
Bet a nigga can't throw a hundred grand in my

Pour out a liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin' more nothin'
I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in Evisu jeans
A top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin' more less
I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be fresh

We expect the worst, but hope for the
But you know how it is, Amen God
I can't leave now owe me money
My on the west side owe me 'bout a dub

And my partner with a few, he owe a nigga too
I should'a hugged my son, should'a my mother
Spent some time with her, show her I her
Every night she was for me, I was in the streets

Active little nigga, should I in some beef
Gucci go through some real and he really need me
And what about the streets, they need me too
I'm on got Def Jam, shit they owe a nigga too

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu
A top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, more nothin' less
When I get where I'm goin', I gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, me in some Evisu jeans
A top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin' more nothin'
When I get where I'm goin', I just be fresh

We interrupted our program to bring you this breaking story
I'm Kelly Washington reporting for WKKT 7
Witnesses say that around 1:45 morning
Shots were fired out of an nightclub

Rapper Young was involved in this shooting
But at time it is unclear whether he was a suspect or the victim
We'll bring you further details as they available
to you
(Oh, it's to believe he's the guy)

I was on my way, I was gone
I was there, I was almost home
It was some Kanye tryna touch the sky
walks, God testify

I'm a like John we're ordinary people
You get one life, there's no sequel
So you can't nothing for granted
And take granted for nothing

So I gotta God for waking me up this morning
And giving me air to breath
Lord forgive me for every gram I sold
Every glock I popped, every that I shot

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in Evisu jeans
A top and a throw away glock
Bury me a G, nothin' nothin' less
I get where I'm goin', I just gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw glock
me a G, nothin' more nothin' less
When I get where I'm goin', I gotta be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a away glock
Bury me a G, nothin' more nothin'
When I get where I'm goin', I just be fresh

Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some jeans
A USDA top and a away glock
Bury me a G, nothin' more nothin'
When I get where I'm goin', I gotta be fresh