Luyện nghe bài hát Cry Now (Remix)

Niggas kill me
Now a niggas get
Peel my cap
I'm at home
I'm
With my shaft restin' on a ho's
Sippin' Don
she's sippin' up them newborns
Yeah bet you hate the news
You probably
Sittin' on the huh
on a brew
Plottin' to pop me huh
When will a hater
I'm too great on a
I push on the corner
weight to the coroner
When courage make 'em turn
I transform Uma Thurman
A dude's
Verses a perilous nigga
no purpose
Continue to walk this surface
I was for hip-hop
out my services
Ya try to this nigga
That's comin' from the same as ya
nerves of yous
Pissed your hussles ain't worth a shit
I'm gettin' rich, I'm on my way to Hefner's
Dig? a bitch
You in the trenches to reach it big
On another dick
Go on where you live
Know you
But make the mistake
I'm to state in that Honda nigga
Not an
I'm in Honda G4 you will never afford
And yup it's easy when a nigga is on board

now, cry now
now, cry now
now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, cry now

I'll be if I let a nigga lay his hands on me
I'll lay his ass out and a Grand Am on him
The city the weak survive and the strong die
Where beef collide, shootouts happen and hit the guy
I done the worst of the worst, and what can be worse
Than a verse bullets dispersed up in your shirt
The is like a curse, niggas frontin' for a bitch
like you beggin to die like bear huntin with a switch
A part of my is gone, I can never smile the same
finger is itchy, it'll take a while to tame
Detroit is hella but the Dozen can fix it
Resist and a biscuit will excede the
And off one's home, hit and ricochet
Off a trombone right to where you niggas lay
Obie can tell you death is just a few inches away
I shed but you can get your fill of it today

now
now
now
now

Laugh now, cry never, my Beretta is a body
Hit 'em with just enough shots to his body art
Now I like we even
See Creek is to shine a light on you niggas this evenin'
Soon as I get my call I'm right on zeros I'm leavin'
up a clip and make it dark on them heroes I'm cheesin'
Shit got snitches on the clock, gotta watch what I sayin'
Me buy a bitch a couple rocks in a Quit playin'
on my grizzy my nizzy, nobody ran with me
And for them spectators I brought the band with me
Halftime niggas, and pine you would never grab mine nigga
The doc was lyin' when he said you gon' be nigga

the art of war, in the physical
Since raw coke was rushed through my
And no words from mouth is fiction
Ready to throw clips if, I'm dissin you
My aura awards raw to the core and the
Of the street, when I through the door, my purpose
Is to move up, pull tools you
Watch me overthrow the government for my
of Bin Laden, soul of Mumia
I'm to Proof, I'm Searching for Jerry Garcia
Talk to my brother, in the streets of the D
I'm totin' the K, and hawk niggas on me
You the first shot then, Second Round's on Me
And when you walk, on the other side of me, and my ride
I don't rap for the
My contract's just for scratch to get you wacked
Nigga, a gun, with a shank, with a bat
Take a slug through the lung, get it right, what you nigga
I'm born crazed deranged and famous
Than clappin' bangers meant, for entertainment, geah

now, cry now
now, cry now
now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, cry now

Young Stat keep the gat on
Want war, I give a fuck
'til you kiss, pucker up
It'll lift him up, me you'll float
The result is your heartbroke
Lookin' like an vegetable, hold stiff
Nigga paralyzed from the down, my goons stick niggas
Turn to stick figures, hand on triggers
Real life, born killers, we roll out like
God shill us, back-stabbers and goldiggers
Tipsy off brown liquor, me
Obnoxious, call me cocky
Poppy long dick Stat up the box like hockey
Especially when a bitch dick like jockeys
the Benz, to the Range, to the black jalopy
I'm the shit, the only one who ain't is Foxy
the plan, no man can stop me
Boss hog, Stat Quo understand, you
(You copy?)

now, cry now
now, cry now
now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, cry now