Bury Me a G (Solo) lyrics

by

Madonna


[Intro]
Bury me a g, bury me a g, thug life know the time it is, feel me

[Verse 1]
Thinkin' back, reminiscin' on my teens
A young G, gettin' paid over dope fiends
f*ckin' off cash that I made
n*gga, 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'
Hand's on my Glock, eyes on the prize
Finger on the trigger when a n*gga ride
And I be Shootin' craps, bustin' n*ggas out the door
Pick my money off the floor, God bless the tre-four
Stuck on full, drunk again
Spill a little liquor for the homies in the pen'
Say them thug life n*ggas be like major pimps
Stickin' to the rules wasn't made to simp
Keep my finger on my Mac mane
The crack game ain't sh*t
n*ggas trippin' in this rap game, bury me a G

[Hook]
I ain't got time for b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' riches
Even when I die, they won't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
(and I) I ain't got time for b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' riches
Even when I die, they won't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
[Verse 2]
And I'll be stayin' strapped
My Mac-11 make my nuts bigger
I keep my finger on the trigger for you jealous n*ggas
Wonder why a motherf*ckers nutty, and why I'm up worried
When I see a cemetery full of dead buddies
Mama told me "son, don't lie"
And Mama's in the back smokin' crack and a n*gga wanna die
Can't cry cause I'm loc'd up
Choked up, n*gga puffing on that indo getting f*cked up
And in the back of my mind, I know I'm wrong
Alcohol make a young motherf*cker think he ballin'
Collect calls to my old b*tches, send more pictures
On the phone, tryin' to bone cause I miss ya
Back on the streets I'm losin' focus
I'm hopeless, homies dyin' over small time dope sh*t
Keep my finger on my Mac man
The crack game ain't sh*t
n*ggas trippin' in this rap game, bury me a G

[Hook]
I ain't got time for b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' riches
Even when I die, they won't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
I ain't got time for b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' riches
Even when I die, they won't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
[Verse 3]
So you wanna make a million?
And motherf*ckers catchin' drug cases
I place my Glock outside my waist and keep a thug face
Even on a good day!, gotta stay strapped
Livin' in my hood, hey!
n*ggas will spray caps
And everybody wanna go to heaven, don't nobody wanna pray
So I stay clutchin' on my AK
Murderin' n*ggas that oppose me
That's how it goes, you motherf*ckers try to play me and the homies
Time to make my get-away
I hid away in the backstreets
Couldn't let the police jack me
Gotta be quiet, I'm on the down low
I got that ya-yo movin' by the pound so
When the police try me out, f*ck the judge
Got a homie that'll bond me out, straight love
Keep my finger on my Mac man
The crack game ain't sh*t
n*ggas trippin' in this rap game, bury me a G

[Hook]
I ain't got time for b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' riches
Even when I die, they won't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
I ain't got time for b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' riches
Even when I die, they won't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
[Verse 4]
Stuck on fool, Tanqueray got a n*gga high
Lord knows I don't need another DUI
I lead a Thug Life, heartless hustler
Just cause I f*cked, 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 f*ck?" That's what I'm askin'
b*tch recognized game and started laughin'
Now I'm all in the guts and sh*t
Prayin' that a n*gga don't nut too quick
Cause I'll f*ck and get up, I'll let you know
I'll be a 10 minute brother for a $2 ho
Lots of hoes gettin' mad as sh*t
I let a trick be a trick, you can have that b*tch
Keep my finger on my Mac man
The crack game ain't sh*t
n*ggas trippin' in this rap game, bury me a G

[Hook]
I ain't got time for b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' 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 b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' riches
Even when I die, they won't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
I ain't got time for b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' 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 b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' 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 b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' 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 b*tches
Gotta keep my mind on my motherf*ckin' riches
Even when I die, they won't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G
Now I ain't got time for b*tches, b*tches, b*tches..
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