B.I.S.L.Y.

"...Bury me smilin'
with G's in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral
Let every rapper rock it
Let tha hoes that I usta know
from way before
Kiss me from my head to my toe
Give me a paper and a pen
So I can write about my life of sin
A couple bottles of Gin
In case I don't get in
Tell all my people i'm a Ridah
Nobody cries when we die
we outlaws, let me ride..."