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
Woke up this morning, I see this coming
Should I bust back, you ain't see me running
I heaven got a VIP line
Got partners in hell that'll sneak me in the back door
You know I hate waitin in
on the way, but they wastin they time
Everybody standin over a nigga, 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 nigga can't throw a grand in my casket

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

2:]
Expect the worst, but hope for the
But you know how it is, amen god
I leave now niggas owe me money
My nigga on the owe me bout a dub
And my partner with a few, he owe a nigga too

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

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

We interruped our program to bring you this news story,
I'm Kelly Washington reporting for Cannel 7
Witnesses say that 1.45 this morning shots were fired out of an atlanta nightclub rapper Young
Jeezy was involved in this shooting but at this 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 home
It was some Kanye sh*t touch the sky
Jesus god testify
I'm a legend like John we're people
You get one life there's no sequel
So you can't nothing for granted
And don't granted for nothing

So i gotta god for waking me up this morning
And giving me air to breath
Jesus lord me for
Every i sold
Every glock i
Every that i...

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