Luyện nghe bài hát Cry Now (Shady Remix)

Niggas kill me
Now a gon' get
my cap back
I'm never at
I'm
my shaft restin' on a ho's tongue
Sippin' Don
While she's sippin' up newborns
Yeah bet you the news holmes
You probably
Sittin' on the huh
Sippin' on a
to pop me later huh
When will a hater
I'm too on a song
I push on the corner
Send to the coroner
courage make 'em turn performer
I into Uma Thurman
A dude's
Verses a perilous nigga
no purpose
Continue to walk earth's surface
I was for hip-hop
Branch out my
Ya try to murder this
That's comin' from the same as ya
nerves of yous
Pissed because your hussles worth a shit
I'm gettin' rich, I'm on my way to Hugh
With a bitch
You in the tryin' 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 that Honda G4 you will never
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 damned if I let a lay his hands on me
lay his ass out and park a Grand Am on him
The city where the survive and the strong die
Where collide, shootouts happen and hit the wrong guy
I done seen the worst of the worst, and what can be
Than a verse about bullets dispersed up in shirt
The streets is like a curse, frontin' for a bitch
It's like you beggin to die like huntin with a switch
A of my heart is gone, I can never smile the same
Trigger finger is itchy, it'll take a to tame
Detroit is Dirty but the Dozen can fix it
Resist and a biscuit will the distance
And bounce off one's home, hit and
Off a kid's right to where you niggas lay
can tell you that death is just a few inches away
I shed tears but you can get your of it today

now
now
now
now

Laugh now, cry never, my Beretta is a body
Hit 'em with just shots to make his body art
Now I feel like we
See Creek is here to shine a light on you this evenin'
Soon as I get my call I'm right on them I'm leavin'
Load up a clip and make it dark on them heroes I'm
Shit they got snitches on the clock, gotta watch what I
Me buy a bitch a couple rocks in a watch? Quit
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 grab mine
The doc was lyin' when he said you gon' be nigga

the art of war, in the physical
Since raw was rushed through my umbilical
And no words Ca$h mouth is fiction
to throw clips if, I'm never dissin you
My aura awards raw to the and the surface
Of the street, when I walk through the door, my
Is to up, pull tools you purp'in
Watch me the government for my interpret
Plot of Bin Laden, soul of
I'm to Proof, I'm Searching for Jerry Garcia
Talk to my brother, gone in the of the D
I'm totin' the K, and hawk waitin on me
You the first shot then, Second Round's on Me
And when you walk, on the side of me, and my brother ride
I don't rap for the
My contract's signed just for 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' down meant, for entertainment, geah

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

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

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