Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me Alive

Four shots to the chest, my get at me
They don' fucked and fucked up my new white tee
I'm livin my life, why they mad at me
up this morning, I ain't see this coming
Should I bust back, you ain't see me running
I heaven got a VIP line
Got partners in hell that'll sneak me in the back door
You know I hate in line
Paramedics on the way, but they wastin they
Everybody over a nigga, screamin and shit
Damn, ya'll a nigga a second to think
Which one of you niggas shot me, it was one of you
Bet a nigga can't a hundred grand in my casket

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

2:]
Expect the worst, but hope for the
But you how it is, amen god bless
I can't leave now owe me money
My nigga on the owe me bout a dub
And my partner a few, shit he owe a nigga too

I should'a hugged my son, should'a my mother
Spent some time with her, show her I her
night she was prayin for me, I was in the streets
Active little nigga, should I stay in some
Gucci go through some shit and he need me
And what about the streets, shit need me too
I'm on some got Def Jam, shit they owe a too

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

We interruped our program to you this breaking news story,
I'm Kelly reporting for WKKT Cannel 7
Witnesses say that around 1.45 this morning were fired out of an atlanta nightclub rapper Young
Jeezy was in this shooting but at this time it is unclear wether he was a suspect or the victim
We'll bring you further as they become available
to you [x2]

[Young
I was on my way i was gone
I was there i was almost home
It was some Kanye tryna touch the sky
Jesus walks god
I'm a like John we're ordinary people
You get one life there's no sequel
So you can't take for granted
And don't granted for nothing

So i thank god for waking me up this morning
And me this air to breath
Jesus lord me for
Every i sold
Every i popped
Every that i...

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