Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me Alive

Four to the chest, my niggas get at me
They don' fucked around and fucked up my new tee
I'm just livin my life, why mad at me
Woke up this morning, I ain't see coming
Should I bust back, you ain't see me running
I hope got a VIP line
Got some partners in hell that'll sneak me in the door
You I hate waitin in line
Paramedics on the way, but they they time
Everybody over a nigga, screamin and shit
Damn, ya'll give a nigga a to think
Which one of you niggas me, it was one of you bastards
Bet a nigga can't throw a hundred in my casket

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

2:]
Expect the worst, but hope for the
But you know how it is, amen god
I leave now niggas owe me money
My on the westside owe me bout a dub
And my partner with a few, shit he owe a too

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

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

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

Jeezy:]
I was on my way i was almost
I was almost there i was home
It was some Kanye sh*t touch the sky
Jesus god testify
I'm a legend like John we're people
You only get one life no sequel
So you take nothing for granted
And don't granted for nothing

So i gotta god for waking me up this morning
And giving me this air to
Jesus lord me for
Every i sold
glock i popped
Every that i...

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