Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Cry

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

I sent you from off tour and I miss you when I was
Smilin' at baby pictures, so happy, tears pourin'
God, how can somethin' so beautiful from me?
After the gunshots, you was done 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 your moms life ya must be crazy, fussin' and
I she love me 'cause you looks just like me
Day you came this world, I was so excited
twenty one, double zero, my baby girl is here

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

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

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

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

Off hersh', shit you stupid, you ain't no dad nigga
Takin' your 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 hear me right
a lesson to the song, I'm tryin' to steer you right
Just remember your father you to go home
Never sing that sad song, cry

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

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

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

Some sweet, and some sour
But we gon' it together
The world is ours, and you're my
If it's ice, you can get that model 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, do it in your mother's home

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

And I will leave you with
My lil' angel, loves you
How I'd die for you, cry for you, for you
Yeah, switchin' handles like you a zone
Candy paint impala on the golden bridge, on chrome