Bury Me A G Lyrics - Rick Ross

They told me it's never too late for prayer 

Well Lord! Pray for us niggas 

Cause we ready to die for this shit 

If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers 

Line us all up, just bury me with my dawgs 

If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers 

Line us all up, just bury me with my dawgs 

Bury me with my dawgs, bury me with my dawgs 

Line us all up, bury me with my dawgs 

Bury me with my dawgs, bury me with my dawgs 

Line us all up, bury me with my dawgs 

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I look to my left, I look to my right 

All I see is my blood, all I see is my life 

If it go down tonight, my nigga look out for momma 

Been robbing my whole life, I gotta look out for karma 

Selling them white squares I swear I'm well prepared 

Fifty in my chopper whoever could go to hell 

Chopper still heat seeking, block getting hotter 

When them niggas go to beefing, slide me til we got 'em 

If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers 

Line us all up, just bury me with my dawgs 

If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers 

Line us all up, just bury me with my dawgs 

Bury me with my dawgs, bury me with my dawgs 

Line us all up, bury me with my dawgs 

Bury me with my dawgs, bury me with my dawgs 

Line us all up, bury me with my dawgs 

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Machine gun man, seen him on the news 

Every gun I had was one the home invaders couldn't use 

Had a nigga catch me slipping, I refuse, not a chance 

Listen dude, Tip can use any tool known to man 

And don't think that I can't hit you just cause it ain't in my hand 

Got a sniper, drop your ass where you stand, understand? 

Fifty cal with a scope and a chopper, boy you got to 

Plan a way straight to the undertaker, know me for the doctor 

Should I die, lay me next to my daughter Lelah and my partner 

Rap your ass off somethin' proper with that blacka, blacka, blacka 

Did just what I gotta do, it's me or you and boy I'm saying 

Know that ATF listening, I'm just playing, I'm just playing 

If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers 

Line us all up, just bury me with my dawgs 

If I die tonight I pray I get buried in clean drawers 

Line us all up, just bury me with my dawgs 

Bury me with my dawgs, bury me with my dawgs 

Line us all up, bury me with my dawgs 

Bury me with my dawgs, bury me with my dawgs 

Line us all up, bury me with my dawgs