Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Cry

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

I sent you from off tour and I miss you I was tourin'
Smilin' at them baby pictures, so happy, tears
God, how can somethin' so beautiful from me?
After the gunshots, thought you was with me

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

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

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

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

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

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

Press rewind, you didn't hear me
It's a to the song, I'm tryin' to steer you right
Just remember your father you to go home
sing that sad song, don't cry

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

Huh, daddy ain't gon' to you
I'ma let moms school you
let the streets fool you
Streets'll do you, why I'm talkin' to you

Yeah, you see niggaz out here
you stressin' by the hour
Never turn back
On your foes them dudes

Some days sweet, and sour
But we make it together
The world is ours, and you're my
If it's ice, you can get that model hit
Never stress about the downfalls, 'bout the get back

And I ain't sex is wrong
Just make he strap a condom on
And never, do it in your mother's home

Yeah, never call a a bitch
respect, son, pop ya collar
Ain't nothin' free, scrape and every dollar

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