Bury Me a G
Thug Life
Thinkin' back
Reminiscing on my teens
A young G
Gettin' paid over dope fiends
Fuckin' off cash that I make
Nigga, what's the sense of workin' hard
If you never get to play
I'm hustlin'
Stayin' out till it's dawn
And commin' home
At 6 o'clock in tha mornin'
Hand's on my glock
Eye's on the prize
Finger on tha trigga when a nigga rides
Shootin' craps
Bustin' niggas out the door
Pick my money off the floor
God bless the tree-four
Stuck on full, drunk again
Sippin' on Gin
With a couple of friends
Sayin' those thug life niggas be like major pimps
Stickin' to the rules is what made it simp
And if I die
Let it be
But when they 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 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
Till the motherfuckers gets born again
You thought I was a game kid
I'm not the nigga for playin games
I let my buckshots rang
When I pull the trigger on my gauge
I'm on the rampage
Makin' runs for the devil
Ain't nothin' on my mind
Will get me in some trouble
I'm tryin to ride
No more loves
For me hard to figure
Get a nigga, smoke a blunt
Or is a jury starts (break that shit)
I gives a fuck nigga
Stuck outta luck
When I bust
Pull me to my death
But I'm a G to the enemy
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 loose so I choose to be a killer
Went from bangin' to slangin'
Now I'm a dope dealer
All my life payed the price to be the boss
Back in school
Wrote 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
Straight Thug G
Kickin' it with the homies in the hood
Gettin' drunk, smokin' blunts
A bitch said I was no good
I gives a fuck
I spend my time in the dope spot
Never had no time for no bitch
Instead slangin' rocks
And bustin' caps on you punk ass marcs
Fake ass G's
Bitch niggas with no heart
I'm stayin' real till I'm 6 feet deep
So when a nigga gone
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
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 fucked
Don't mean I trust her
Now my pagers vibratin'
Can't sleep
So I'm mobbin' to the ho's house
Pumpin' Isely
Is it cool to fuck is what I'm askin'
Bitch recognize game and start laughin'
When I'm all in those guts and shit
Prayin' that a nigga don't nut too quick
Cause I'll fuck and get up and let ya know
I'll be a 10 minute brother for a $2 ho
Lots a 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 games a motherfucker
Real niggas turn to bustas
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
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
Thinkin' back
Reminiscing on my teens
A young G
Gettin' paid over dope fiends
Fuckin' off cash that I make
Nigga, what's the sense of workin' hard
If you never get to play
I'm hustlin'
Stayin' out till it's dawn
And commin' home
At 6 o'clock in tha mornin'
Hand's on my glock
Eye's on the prize
Finger on tha trigga when a nigga rides
Shootin' craps
Bustin' niggas out the door
Pick my money off the floor
God bless the tree-four
Stuck on full, drunk again
Sippin' on Gin
With a couple of friends
Sayin' those thug life niggas be like major pimps
Stickin' to the rules is what made it simp
And if I die
Let it be
But when they 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 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
Till the motherfuckers gets born again
You thought I was a game kid
I'm not the nigga for playin games
I let my buckshots rang
When I pull the trigger on my gauge
I'm on the rampage
Makin' runs for the devil
Ain't nothin' on my mind
Will get me in some trouble
I'm tryin to ride
No more loves
For me hard to figure
Get a nigga, smoke a blunt
Or is a jury starts (break that shit)
I gives a fuck nigga
Stuck outta luck
When I bust
Pull me to my death
But I'm a G to the enemy
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 loose so I choose to be a killer
Went from bangin' to slangin'
Now I'm a dope dealer
All my life payed the price to be the boss
Back in school
Wrote 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
Straight Thug G
Kickin' it with the homies in the hood
Gettin' drunk, smokin' blunts
A bitch said I was no good
I gives a fuck
I spend my time in the dope spot
Never had no time for no bitch
Instead slangin' rocks
And bustin' caps on you punk ass marcs
Fake ass G's
Bitch niggas with no heart
I'm stayin' real till I'm 6 feet deep
So when a nigga gone
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
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 fucked
Don't mean I trust her
Now my pagers vibratin'
Can't sleep
So I'm mobbin' to the ho's house
Pumpin' Isely
Is it cool to fuck is what I'm askin'
Bitch recognize game and start laughin'
When I'm all in those guts and shit
Prayin' that a nigga don't nut too quick
Cause I'll fuck and get up and let ya know
I'll be a 10 minute brother for a $2 ho
Lots a 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 games a motherfucker
Real niggas turn to bustas
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
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
Credits
Writer(s): Ernest Isley, O'kelly Jr. Isley, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Walter Burns, Chris Jasper, Marvin Isley, Maurice S. Harding, Randy Walker, Rudolph Bernard Isley, Ronald Isley, Tyruss Gerald Himes, Diron Rivers
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