Lyrics

[Chorus] Bury me with my Grand Cru (Oh man) I can't lie, bury me with my Grand Cru (4th quarter on the square) So when I die, bury me with my Grand Cru (It's your boy, Surfer Don) I can't lie, bury me with my Grand Cru (Back with another wave for ya) Nigga, I will defend you, bury me with my Grand Cru (You see, not fuckin' around man) I can't lie, bury me with my Grand Cru (It's Gain Green) So when I die, bury me with my Grand Cru (Talk of the game, real quick for you niggas, man) I can't lie, bury me with my Grand Cru (Shit don't stop) Chyea [Verse] Drop that business off Knock that witness off Bless that nigga [?], time to finish him off Got these niggas drillin' like they hoola-hoops Trust me, dawg, my goons'll shoot Popped it, dropped me a couple on the nеws crew Got these niggas right back whеre they started at The drawing board Twice the [?] like a [?] Bigga he on the moon, tryna count me out? See this bitch tryna pretend like they got me clowned Tryna see just what her mouth be 'bout Baby love, suck it through your dentures Got them young bucks takin' pictures of my whores See my bitch like [?] It'll be kinda smart not to fuck with me I end your career Tell them bitches come and get me now Nigga, he only get 16 thou'... (That's it?) Wanna get me? How? I know too much Tryna hit me while an SOB Bigga don't need no referee Nigga, don't need no refugees We got all that coca that you need So everything from [?] gon' get speed I just smoked some weed, it got me in the zone Thinkin' bout the irony Jot this down and put it up in your diary Fiery hits I can give you, dawg All niggas sick of the bitches, I'm the shit Stuff his mouth up with this big .45th Ow Ow [Chorus] Bury me with my Grand Cru I can't lie, bury me with my Grand Cru So when I die, bury me with my Grand Cru I can't lie, bury me with my Grand Cru Nigga, I will defend you, bury me with my Grand Cru I can't lie, bury me with my Grand Cru So when I die, bury me with my Grand Cru I can't lie, bury me with my Grand Cru