Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Cry

Amayah wake up
I know sleepin', but daddy's home now
Pictures gettin' old, my lil' girl grown now
Your said you're talkin' on your own, walkin' on your own now
Run across the kitchen floor in them drawers

I sent you from off and I miss you when I was tourin'
Smilin' at them baby pictures, so happy, pourin'
God, how can so beautiful come from me?
After the gunshots, thought you was done me

But I know, I'm now, why you made me put the guns down?
Pick up the mic, start rappin' for a now
My sun, my moon, my stars, my
My wind, my fire, my life, my

to make your moms life ya must be crazy, fussin' and fightin'
I know she love me 'cause you looks just me
Day you into this world, I was so excited
Eleven twenty one, double zero, my baby is here

Yo, yo, you see rap shit, I do it for you
And the first time I heard your
I to God it had to be true
Got a son now, cuttin' the game, the bullshit

Yo, yo, you see rap shit, I do it for you
And the first time I heard your
I to God it had to be true
Got a son now, cuttin' the game, stoppin' the
The

Yo, yo, you see rap shit, I do it for you
And the first time I your voice
I prayed to God it had to be
Got a son now, cuttin' the game, the bullshit

Remember your enemy, can you pull quick
Dipped out Cali, back, snatched my son
My moms and I moved out Maui
Yeah, your gone bananas, seen wild went hard
Bigger house, wider yard, nappy the crash bar

Off that hersh', shit you stupid, you ain't no dad
your black ass to court for all you have nigga
You see me and moms, that's another topic
Ain't no in this world with a price you can't cop it

Press rewind, you didn't me right
It's a lesson to the song, I'm tryin' to you right
Just remember father taught you to go home
Never that sad song, don't cry

Just remember your father taught you to go
sing that sad song, don't cry
Just remember father taught you to go home
Never sing that sad song, cry

Huh, daddy gon' preach to you
I'ma let your moms you
Don't let the streets you
do you, that's why I'm talkin' to you

Yeah, you see these out here
Have you stressin' by the
Never your back
On foes them dudes cowards

Some days sweet, and sour
But we gon' it together
The world is ours, and my flower
If ice, you can get that model chicks hit
Never stress the downfalls, just 'bout the get back

And I ain't sayin' sex is
Just sure he strap a condom on
And never, ever do it in your home

Yeah, call a girl a bitch
Show respect, son, pop ya
Ain't free, scrape and lock every dollar

And I leave you with this
My angel, daddy loves you
How I'd die for you, cry for you, for you
Yeah, switchin' handles you breakin' a zone
Candy paint on the golden bridge, bouncin' on chrome