me satisfied until I'm gone Don't regret rules I broke, when I die bury me in smoke (Smoke) Bury me in smoke Oh yea Smoke Smoke Aaa Smoke Smoke
in my home I have a reason, to keep me satisfied until I'm gone Don't regret the rules I broke When I die bury me in smoke Under the world I wait for
Traduction: Down. Bury Me In Smoke.
Fabolous the one from the Menatti Mix Known to have more kicks than karate flicks Slim nigga in a big body six Wit enough doe and pull to gotti fixed If I wasn't rappin I'd have a ?? Down
out of bounds Out of five conrads they say they down with me Four want me dead but don't want me to take my fortunate in the ground with me Scheming they
two, a stunt or two [Trae] Step into the world of a mob nigga, live in so much pain The rain steady pumping me up, locked down on hard times But I'm
, but they bury motherfuckers Dog I'm going through it daily, fiending for a killa to take me out What am I living for, nothing but a record label huh break me
me thinking bout better dayz (Chorus to Fade) I send this one out, to all the homeboys down in uh Clinton, locked down Rikers Island, all them dudes
When thugs cry.. Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my guns to keep If I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take God as my witness,
can hold me in Caucassian crazy like Arabians Hold this spot like some niggas fade me in having the scene chase me When they want the product nigga I got the smoke
all we got left - teardrops and closed caskets (throw it up fool, hey ni**a, haha) Tell me how you feel homey (Yeah, it took a week to go down) You
here we go" Verse One: 2Pac Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me? I smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers kill me
Are you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever Tell me, which one? They wanna bury me, I'm worried -- I'm losin my mind Look down the barrel of
if I am don't worry me Cause do or die gettin high til the bury me Dear Lord if ya hear me, tell me why Little girl like LaTasha, had to die She never
times, warrior faces Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a
me as a baby And now they got me trapped in the storm, I'm goin crazy Forgive me; they wanna see me in my casket and if I don't blast I'll be the victim
