Bury Me a G lyrics

[Intro: Two idiots talking]
[1] You know what
[2] What's up man?
[1] I'm sick of n*ggas man
[2] Wuchu mean?
[1] I mean, they step out riding in this muthaf*cka all flossed out, poppin
[2] Who n*gga?
[1] Like they running sh*t
[2] n*gga, who?
[1] That f*ckin n*gga Jeezy man
[2] Man, say what? Man that n*gga go right there
[1] What? Pass me the strap
[2] n*gga you ain't gonna do sh*t n*gga
[1] Tighten this n*gga ass up
[2] n*gga put some motherf*ckin holes in that n*gga
[1] Ay, wutup blood?
{gun shots} {screams}
[1] Yeah n*gga, f*ck you n*gga

[Verse 1]
Four shots in the chest, why n*ggas get at me?
They done f*cked around and f*cked up my new white tee
I'm just living my life, why they mad at me?
Woke up this morning, I ain't see this coming
Should I even bust back? You ain't see me running
I hope heaven got a V.I.P. lounge
Got some partners in hell that'll sneak me in the back door
You know I hate waiting in line
Paramedics on the way but they wasting they time
Everybody standing over, n*gga's screaming and sh*t
Damn, ya'll give a n*gga a second to think
Which one of you n*ggas shot me, which one of you bast*rds?
Bet my n*gga Kink throw a hundred grand in my casket
[Hook]
(Pour out a little liquor) Bury me in some Evisu jeans
A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock
Bury me a G, nuthin more, nuthin less
When I get where I'm going I just gotta be fresh
(Pour out a little liquor) Bury me in some Evisu jeans
A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock
Bury me a G, nuthin more, nuthin less
When I get where I'm going I just gotta be fresh

[Verse 2]
We expect the worst, but hope for the best
But you know how it is, amen, god bless
I can't leave now, n*ggas owe me money
My n*gga on the west side owe me bout a dub
And my partner with a few, sh*t he owe a n*gga too
I shoulda, hugged my son, shoulda kissed my mother
Spent some time with her, show her I love her
Every night she was praying for me, I was in the streets
Active little n*gga, sh*t I stayed in some beef
Lucci going through some real sh*t and he really need me
And what about the streets? sh*t they need me too
Almost forgot Def Jam, sh*t they owe a n*gga too

[Hook]
(Pour out a little liquor) Bury me in some Evisu jeans
A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock
Bury me a G, nuthin more, nuthin less
When I get where I'm going I just gotta be fresh
(Pour out a little liquor) Bury me in some Evisu jeans
A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock
Bury me a G, nuthin more, nuthin less
When I get where I'm going I just gotta be fresh
[Bridge: Announcer]
We interrupt this program to bring you this breaking news story
I'm Kelly Washington reporting for WKKT, Channel 7
Witnesses say that around 1:45 this morning
Shots were fired outside of an Atlanta nightclub
Rapper Young Jeezy was involved in the shooting
But at this time it is unclear whether he was a suspect or the victim
We'll bring you further details as they become available
Back to you...back to you...back to you...
{Whoa...It's hard to believe he's a child}

[Verse 3]
I was, on my way, I was almost gone
I was almost there, I was almost home
On some Kanye sh*t, tryin to Touch the Sky
Jesus walks, God testify
I'm a Legend like John, we Ordinary People
You only get one life, there's no sequel
So you can't take nothing for granted
And don't take granted for nothing
So I gotta thank God for waking me up this morning
Ay, and giving me this air to breathe
Please Lord forgive me for every gram I sold
Every, Glock I popped, every rock I chucked

[Hook]
(Pour out a little liquor) Bury me in some Evisu jeans
A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock
Bury me a G, nuthin more, nuthin less
When I get where I'm going I just gotta be fresh
(Pour out a little liquor) Bury me in some Evisu jeans
A U.S.D.A. top and a throw away Glock
Bury me a G, nuthin more, nuthin less
When I get where I'm going I just gotta be fresh