Luyện nghe bài hát Cry Now (Remix)

Niggas kill me
Now a gon' get
my cap back
I'm at home
I'm
With my restin' on a ho's tongue
Sippin' Don
she's sippin' up them newborns
Yeah bet you hate the holmes
You somewhere
on the stoop huh
Sippin' on a
to pop me later huh
When a hater learn
I'm too great on a
I push weight on the
Send to the coroner
When courage make 'em performer
I transform Uma Thurman
A virgin
lettin' a perilous nigga
With no
Continue to walk this surface
I was birthed for
Branch out my
Ya try to murder this
That's from the same turf 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? With a
You in the tryin' to reach it big
On rapper's dick
Go on represent you live
you annoyed
But don't the mistake
I'm state to state in Honda nigga
Not an
I'm in that Honda G4 you will afford
And yup probably easy when a nigga is on board

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

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

now
now
now
now

Laugh now, cry never, my Beretta is a body
Hit 'em with just enough shots to make his art
Now I feel we even
See Creek is here to a light on you niggas this evenin'
Soon as I get my call I'm on them zeros I'm leavin'
up a clip and make it dark on them heroes I'm cheesin'
Shit they got snitches on the clock, gotta what I sayin'
Me buy a bitch a couple rocks in a Quit playin'
Back on my grizzy my nizzy, ran with me
And for them fuckin spectators I brought the band me
Halftime niggas, and grab pine you would never mine nigga
The doc was lyin' when he said you gon' be fine

the art of war, in the physical
Since raw coke was rushed my umbilical
And no words from Ca$h is fiction
Ready to throw if, I'm never dissin you
My aura raw to the core and the surface
Of the street, I walk through the door, my purpose
Is to move up, pull tools you
Watch me overthrow the for my interpret
of Bin Laden, soul of Mumia
I'm prayin' to Proof, I'm Searching for Jerry
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 you walk, on the other side of me, and my brother ride
I don't rap for the
My contract's signed just for scratch to get you
Nigga, with a gun, with a shank, a bat
Take a slug through the lung, get it right, what you nigga
I'm crazed deranged and more famous
Than clappin' down meant, for entertainment, geah

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

Stat keep the gat on tuck
Want war, I give a fuck
'til you kiss, pucker up
It'll him up, believe me you'll float
The is your family heartbroke
Lookin' like an artichoke vegetable, hold
Nigga paralyzed from the neck down, my stick niggas
Turn soldiers to figures, hand on triggers
Real life, killers, we roll out like four-wheelers
God us, from back-stabbers and goldiggers
Tipsy off liquor, watch me
Obnoxious, broads call me
Poppy long dick Stat beat up the box like
when a bitch ride dick like jockeys
From the Benz, to the Range, to the black
I'm the shit, the only one who ain't is Foxy
Formalize the plan, no man can me
Boss hog, Stat Quo understand, you
(You copy?)

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