Thinkin' back reminiscing on my teens a young G gettin' paid over dope fiends fuckin' off cash that I make nigga, what's tha sense of workin hard if you never get to play i'm hustlin' stayin' out till it's dawn and commin' home at 6 o'clock in tha mornin' hand's on my glock eye's on tha prize finger on tha trigga when a nigga ride shootin' craps bustin' niggas out tha door pick my money off tha floor god bless tha trife folks stuck on full, drunk again sippin' on Gin with a couple of friends sayin' them thug life niggas be like major pimps stickin' to tha rules is what made it simp (Biatch) and if I die let it be but when they come for me bury me a G
Chorus (x2): I ain't got time for bitches Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches even when I die they won't worry me mama don't cry bury me a G
[Mopreme Shakur]
More Trouble than tha average just made 25 and i'm livin' like a savage bein a G ain't no easy thing cause you could fuck around get crossed and get stuck in tha game and for tha rest of your life you will sit and reminicse wonder why it had to end like this and to tha G's you can feel my pain till tha mothafucka gets born again
[The Rated R] you thought I was a game kid i'm not tha nigga for playin games I let my buckshots rang when I pull tha trigga on my gauge i'm on a rampage makin' runs for tha devil ain't nothin' on my mind but gettin in some trouble i'm tryin to ride no more loves for me hard to figure get a nigga for some blunts Or in some jewelry store (break that shit) I gives a fuck nigga stuck outta luck when I bust put me to my death but i'm a G til the end of me
Chorus (x2): I ain't got time for bitches gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches even when I die they won't worry me mama don't cry bury me a G
[Big Syke] I got nothin' ta loose so I choose to be a killer went from bangin' and slangin' now i'm a dope dealer all my life payed tha price to be tha boss back in school broke tha rules I'm getten' tossed poppin' rocks on tha block was a past time pack a 9 all the time you wanna test mine? don't cry I die before they play me from tha cradle to tha grave bury me
Straight up kickin' it with tha homies in tha hood gettin' drunk, smokin' blunts a bitch said I'm no good I gives a fuck I spend my time in a dope spot never had no time for no bitch just slangin' rocks and bustin' caps on your punk ass marks fake ass G's bitch niggaz with no heart i'm stayin' real till i'm 6 feet deep so when a nigga gone bury me a G
Chorus (2x): I ain't got time for bitches gotta keep my mind on my mothafuckin riches even when I die they won't worry me mama don't cry Bury Me a G
[2pac] Stuck on Full Tangaray got a nigga high lord knows I don't need another DUI I led a Thug Life heartless hustler just cause I fucked don't mean I trust her now my pagers vibratin' can't sleep so i'm mobbin' to tha ho's house pumpin' Isely Is it cool ta fuck is what i'm askin Bitch recognize game and start laughin when i'm all in those guts and shit (Nigga you crazy) prayin' that a nigga don't nut too quick cause i'll fuck and get up and let ya know i'll be a 10 minute brotha for a $2 ho lots a ho's get mad and shit I let a trick be a trick you can have that bitch cause I doubt if I change tha games a mothafucker real niggas turn ta bustas Bury Me a G
Chorus: I ain't got time for bitches Gotta Keep my mind on my mothafucken riches even when I die they won't worry me Mama don't cry bury me a G (6x)