Young Jeezy - Bury Me a G [instrumental]
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Boosie instrumental
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its on mane, pots hot like bakersoda and cocaine bout to flip, when it's rough and raw, i pocket check fire flame soul ripper, to hot for a dime ass stripper making dollas it on, go ahead and tip her she need it like crack phiens, this world is like a bad dream zombey on thriller, michael jackson on scream i spit you a freebie, hit me if you need me 16 or 24, i rather spit 48 send a kite to my gmail, BRDAGREAT now you got my info, i internet work BR-
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I fuk wit da nigga tho..he use to grind down da street from trap on lumpkin rd..and um..he got dat cake up 4sho
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Swagga is da name, (YEP) Yung Rookie in da Game, (YEA) Best bars, by far... I, Mingle wit da stars, Dreams of drivin fancy cars,Durham lake BoY, All about that cash money,No Slim OR Baby,Crowd going Crazy, & If u dont like me, Well, Fuck You, Pay Me, I'm in & out of show's, catching plenty girls, dressed in dereon, tell my niggas carry on, all my niggas, barry bonds, HITTIN, country boy style, hold horses, I bang when i battle with da bosses, fly highier than jets, Imma young vit. Swagga
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I stand back n watch the straps, metal bars, clapped, gettin sars attacked, west nile tracks, pyramid eyes watch, we need to understand the facts! Less money, more stacks.. More stacks of bibles, More stacks of troops, soldiers in God's infantry routes, excuse- naw forget it, we in the zone deep like a navy seal wet it, bet it. Bank on the issue, tissue blow stress it! We need revival time in the streets like a little home medic. Get it. Don't bury me a G, bury me a child of God all letters! YEA
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If u can stamp your feet, it's sweet! Jesus got our back like it's an army retreat. We spittin in this heat! GOD! his name is too sweet! He don't play. Let's get right, like fillin a suite. Stop killin in the streets, stop livin like a beast, stop missin on da beat. Just listen as He speaks. No hustle grind for me, except Christ's riddled journeys. I wonder-- what's the purpose of man? Sittin bakin in da sun like it's prisoner's land. Damn. That's not what it's about. We need to look UP no doubt
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If I die today, bury me a G, I gotta lotta yay, ima marry me a G, If you dont get it, let it marinate and see, Is that when they starin' at me, Its apparent to be, appa-re-ntly, They ain't carin' for me, I'm care-fully, Thinkin a plan, but it's bare-ly Comin together, like the pieces to a puzzle, I'll speak my mind forever, better get me a muzzle, You needa hustle, get in a huddle, Before the dust settles, Grubbin on these rappers, l Lke I'm eatin fruity pebbles,
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Gangs and violence, cant even walk in the street no more, cuz theres to many popos, when you trap sometimes you cant sleep, you get paranoid even a if hear a tiny peep, haters want to bury me, but they goin be in the ground 8ft, woop like jet li, hd 3d, hotter than the top degree.
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@infamoushector your a fag
You rappers aint even a struggle, Shit i aint gotta practice\
I was born in the hustle, stuffin paper in The mattress\
im swarmin with muscle, youll get stuck like a cactus\
Ill leave you cigarette smoked, Soaked with nicotine patches\
Flow so Massive,small bastards Cant Hack it\
Blazey F. Hold Hot money Tight Like elastics\
Both Eyes On the game, and I will never be distracted\
If you Spitting Flame, Then im a dragon heart attack kid\
YoungBl4ze 2 years ago 12
JuniorDot09 2 years ago 5