Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bury Me A G, artist - Thug Life. Album song Resurrection, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.11.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Amaru Entertainment
Song language: English
Bury Me A G |
Bury me a G |
Thug Life |
Feel me |
Thinkin' back, reminiscin' on my teens |
A young G gettin' paid off of dope fiends |
Fuckin' off cash that I made |
Nigga, what’s the sense of workin' hard if you never get to play |
I’m hustlin', stayin' out 'til it’s dawn |
And comin' home at 6 o’Clock in the mornin' |
Hands on my Glock, eyes on the prize |
Finger on the trigger when a nigga ride |
Shootin' craps, bustin' niggas out the door |
Pick my money off the floor, God bless the tre-four |
Stuck on full, drunk again |
Sippin' on gin with a couple of friends |
Say them Thug Life niggas be like major pimps |
Stickin' to the rules was a major sin |
And if I die, let it be |
But when it come for me, bury me a G |
I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
More trouble than the average |
Just made 25 and I’m livin' like a savage |
Being a G, it ain’t no easy thing |
'Cause you could fuck around, get crossed and get stuck in the game |
And for the rest of your life you will sit and reminisce |
Wonder why it had to end like this |
And to the G’s you can feel my pain |
Until the motherfucker gets born again |
You thought it was a game kid, I’m not the nigga for playin' game |
I let my buckshots ring when I pull the trigger on my gauge |
I’m on the rampage makin' runs for the Devil |
Ain’t nothin' on my mind but gettin' in some trouble |
I’m tryna ride no more loves for me hard to figure |
Get a nigga, smoke a blunt or it’s a jury starts (Break yo self) |
I gives a fuck niggas outta luck when I bust |
Pull me to my death but I’m a G 'til the end of me |
I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
I got nothin' to lose so I choose to be a killer |
Went from bangin' to slangin', now I’m a dope dealer |
All my life paid the price to be the boss |
Back to school, broke the rules on gettin' tossed |
Poppin' rocks on the block was a past time |
Pack a .9 all the time, you wanna test mine? |
Don’t cry, I die before they play me |
From the cradle to the grave, bury me a G |
Straight thug kickin' it with the homies in the hood |
Gettin' drunk, smokin' blunts, my bitch said I’m no good |
I gives a fuck I spend my time in the dope spot |
Never had no time for no bitches instead slangin' rocks |
And bustin' caps on you punk ass marks |
Fake ass G’s, bitch niggas with no heart |
I’m stayin' real 'til I’m 6 feet deep |
So when a nigga gone, just bury me a G |
Ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
Stuck on full, Tanqueray got a nigga high |
Lord knows I don’t need another DUI |
I led a Thug Life, heartless hustler |
Just 'cause I fuck don’t mean I trust her |
Now my pagers vibratin', can’t sleep |
So I’m mobbin' to the ho’s house, bumpin' Isley |
«Is it cool to fuck?» |
Is what I’m askin' |
Bitch recognize game and started laughin' (Hahaha) |
Now I’m all in those guts and shit (Nigga, you crazy) |
Prayin' that a nigga don’t nut too quick |
Cause I’ll fuck and get up, I’ll let you know |
I’ll be a 10 minute brother for a two dollar ho |
Lots of ho’s get mad and shit |
I let a trick be a trick, you can have that bitch |
Cause I doubt if I change, the game’s a motherfucker |
Real niggas turn to busters, bury me a G |
I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
Cause I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
Say I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
Say I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
'cause I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
'Cause I ain’t got time for bitches |
Gotta keep my mind on my motherfuckin' riches |
Even when I die, they won’t worry me |
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G |
I ain’t got time for bitches, bitches hahaha |