Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me Alive

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Young
I was on my way i was almost
I was almost there i was almost
It was Kanye sh*t tryna touch the sky
Jesus god testify
I'm a legend John we're ordinary people
You only get one life no sequel
So you can't take for granted
And don't take granted for

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

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