t worry me mama don't cry bury me a G () More Trouble than tha average just made 25 and i'm livin' like a savage bein a G ain't no easy thing cause
worry me mama don't cry bury me a G More Trouble than tha average just made 25 and i'm livin' like a savage bein a G ain't no easy thing cause you could
Bury me a G, Thug Life, feel me Thinkin' back, reminiscin' on my teens A young G, gettin' paid offa dope fiends Fuckin' off cash that I made Nigga, what
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me Mama don't cry Bury me a G Stuck on full Tangaray got a nigga high Lord knows I don't need another DUI I live a Thug Life heartless hustler Just cause
die tonight It's on me, but if I die bury me a motherfuckin G A open casket on them bastards so they all remember me With my vest on my chest, my tools
bitches wanna G me Now take it easy, it ain't my fault To see a hooka, you shoulda shooka Don't playa hate me when I tooka Life of a crook Look at them
forgive me or bury me a G I couldn't let my adversaries worry me and every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest and still a nigga stressin
Muh'fuckers wanna see me in my casket Jealous, motherfuckin bastards I never die, thug niggaz multiply Cause after me is Thug Life baby Then the young thugs Then the youngest thug
before I flee I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed Bitches don't wanna see me leave, forever thugging Tell 'em bury me a G on everything I
I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin when I die I wonder if heaven got a ghetto for Thug niggaz A stress free life and a spot for drug dealers Pissin while
Lord can ya feel me Stress gettin major, unnh Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin major Tell me Lord can ya feel me, show a sign Damn near running
ll get them suckas back before your buried (shit) Retaliate and pull a 187 do real niggas get to go to heaven ? How long will they mourn me, bury me a muthafuckin 'G
that I usta know from way before kiss me from my head to my toe give me a paper and a pen so I can write about my life of sin a couple bottles of
do I do live Thug Life nigga stay true I wonder when they kill me is there a Heaven for a real G Lord forgive me if you feel me 'Cause all my life I
nobody cry every man gotta die When they bury me, they bury me a G Rest in peace, to all the homies got to heaven before me Pour some liquor on the curb