Luyện nghe bài hát Cry Now

Shady, old mix
Back, second on me
Kuniva, Cashis, Quo, Bobby Creekwater
Obie Trice,

*** didn't me
Now a gon' get
Peel my cap back, I'm at home
I'm with my **** restin' on a **** tongue

Sippin' on Don while she's sippin' up them ****
Yeah, bet you hate the holmes
You somewhere sittin' on the stoop huh
Sippin' on the plottin' to **** me later huh

When will a hater I'm too great on a song
I on the corner, send weight to the coroner
When make 'em turn performer
I transform into Uma Thurman, a virgin

lettin' superfulious with no purpose ****
Continue to walk earth's surface
I was birthed for hip-hop branch out my
Ya try to **** this **** that's comin' from the turf as yas
What have yas

because your hussles ain't worth a ****
I'm gettin' rich I'm on my way to Hugh
Dig? a **** you in the trenches tryin' to reach it big
On rapper's **** go on represent where you live

Know you annoyed but don't the mistake
I'm state to state in Honda ****, not an Accord
I'm in that Honda G4 you never afford
And yup it's ease when a **** is on board

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
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be damned if I let a **** lay his hands on me
I'll lay his **** out and a grand dam on him
The city where the weak survive and the die
beef collides **** happen and hit the wrong guy

I done the worst of the worst and what can be worse
a verse about **** dispersed up in your shirt
The is like a curse **** frontin' for a ****
It's like you to die like bear huntin' with a switch

A part of my heart is I could never smile the same
finger is itchy it'll take awhile to tame
Detroit is dirty but the dozen can fix it
Resist and the will exceed the distance

And bounce off one's hit and riquoche off a kid's trombone
Right to you **** lay
Obie can you that death is just a few inches away
Y'all shed tears but y'all can get your of it today

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Laugh now cry my **** is a body part
Hit him with just enough to make his body hard
Now I feel like we even see is here
To shine a light on you ****

as I get my karma right on Lindsy Rose I'm leavin'
Load up a **** and make it on them heroes I'm cheesin'
**** they got snitches on the clock gotta what I'm sayin'
Me buy a **** a rocks and the watch quit playin'

on my greasy my neezy nobody bread whippin
And for them ****' spectators I brought the band me
Halftime **** and grab pine you will never mine ****
The dolli's was lyin' when he said you was gon' be ****

Witness art of war in the
Since raw was rushed through my umbilical
And no from cash mouth is fixin'
Ready with dope **** I'm dissin'

My aura of war is raw to the
The surface of the street when I walk through the
My purpose is to move up pull tools you
Watch me the government in my turban

Plot up and up solo mia
to proof I'm searchin' for Jerry Garcia
Talk to my gone in the streets of the D
I'm talkin' to **** and hopin' **** on me

Take the first shot then, the second on me
And when the on the other side, me and my brother ride
I rap for the plaques my contracts signed just for scraps
To get you wack

With a gun with a with a bat
Take a through the lung, get you right what you rappin' ****
I'm born crazy raised in fame
It's the clappin' down **** for

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I know, cry now
I know, cry now
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stack he the **** on tuck want war
I give a **** till you kiss and pucker up
lift 'em up believe me you'll flow
Duracell is your heart broke

Lookin' an artichoke vegetable
Ho's stiff **** paralyzed the neck down
My goon stick turn soldiers to stick figures
Hand on **** real born ****

We roll out like four wheelers, **** us
From and gold diggers tipsy off brown liquor
Watch me broad call me cocky
Poppin' **** stabbed it out the box like hockey

Especially when a **** ride it jockey
From the Benz to the range to the Joloppy
I'm the the only one who ain't heard is Foxy
Formalize a plan no man can stop me all, Stat Quo understand
Ya

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I know, cry now
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