Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me Alive

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

Pour out a liquor, bury 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 gotta be fresh

2:]
Expect the worst, but hope for the
But you how it is, amen god bless
I can't now niggas 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 my son, should'a kissed my mother
Spent time with her, show her I love her
Every night she was prayin for me, I was in the
Active little nigga, should I in some beef
Gucci go some shit and he really need me
And what about the streets, shit need me too
I'm on some got Def Jam, they owe a nigga too

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

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Witnesses say that around 1.45 this morning shots were out of an atlanta nightclub rapper Young
was involved in this shooting but at this time it is unclear wether he was a suspect or the victim
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Jeezy:]
I was on my way i was almost
I was almost there i was almost
It was some Kanye tryna touch the sky
walks god testify
I'm a legend John we're ordinary people
You only get one life no sequel
So you can't take nothing for
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
Gram i sold
Every glock i
Every that i...

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