2Pac Bury Me A G (ft. Natasha Walker of Y.N.V.) Lyrics

Bury me a G.. Thug Life, feel me

Thinkin back, reminiscin on my teens
A young G, gettin paid offa dopefiends
f___in off cash that I made
n____ 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
Hands on my glock, eyes on the prize
Finger on the trigger when a n____ ride
Shootin c___s, bustin n____z out the do'
Pick my money off the flo', God bless the tre-fo'
Stuck on full, drunk again
Sippin on gin with a couple of friends (ha ha)
Say them Thug Life n____z be like major pimps
Stickin to the rules wasn't made for sin (beotch!)
And if I die, let it be
But when they come for me, bury me a G

[Chorus 2X: 2Pac]
I ain't got time for b____es
Gotta keep my mind on my m_________in riches
Even when I die, they won't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury me a G

[Mopreme]
More trouble than the average
Just made 25 and I'm livin like a savage
Bein a G it ain't no easy thing
Cause you could f___ around get crossed and get stuck in the game
And for the rest of your life you will sit, and reminisce
Wonder why it had to end like this
And to the G's you can feel my pain
until the m_________er gets born again

[The Rated R]
You thought I was a game kid, I'm not the n____ for playin games
I let my buckshots rang when I pull the trigger on my gauge
I'm on a rampage makin runs for the devil
Ain't nothin on my mind but gettin in some trouble
I'm tired of hidin double-ups from the hold-up
Just to get a n____ for some blunts, or in some jewelry store
(BREAK YO'SELF!) I gives a f___ n____z outta luck when I bust
Put me to my death but I'm a G 'til the enemy bury me

[Chorus]

[Big Syke]
I got nothin tp lose so I choose to be a killer
Went from bangin to slangin now I'ma dope dealer
All my life payed tha price, to be the boss
Back in school wrote the rules, on gettin tossed
Poppin rocks on the block was a pasttime
Pack a 9 all the time, you wanna test mine?
Don't cry, I'd die before they play me
From the cradle to the grave, bury me a G

[Macadoshis]
Straight Thug G, kickin it with the homies in the hood
Gettin drunk, smokin blunts, a b____ said I'm no good
I gives a f___ I spend my time in the dope spot
Never had no time for no b____ when slangin rocks
And bustin caps on you punk a__ marks
Fake-a__ G's, b____ n____z with no heart
I'm stayin real 'til I'm six feet deep
So when a n____ gone, just bury me a G

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
Stuck on full, Tanqueray got a n____ high
Lord knows I don't need another DUI
I live the Thug Life, heartless hustler
Just cause I f___ed, don't mean I trust her
Now my pager's vibratin, can't sleep
So I'm mobbin to the ho's house, b__pin Isley
Is it cool to f___ is what I'm askin
b____ recognize game and start laughin
Now I'm all in the guts and s___ (n____ you crazy!)
Prayin that a n____ don't nut too quick
Cause I'll f___ and get up, I let ya know (beotch!)
I'll be a ten minute brother for a two-dollar ho
Lots of hoes get mad and s___ (ha ha)
I let a trick be a trick you can have that b____
Cause I doubt if I change; the game's a m_________er
Real n____z turn to bustas, bury me a G

[Chorus] - repeat to end

[2Pac - over Chorus at the end]
Don't cry don't cry cause I ain't got time for b____es
f___ them b____es y'know?!
Them hoes can die for all I care, this a Thug Life thang BEOTCH!
Reminisce, and I ain't got time for b____es, b____es.. hahaha..