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 grown now
Your mom's said you're talkin' on your own, walkin' on own now
Run across the kitchen floor in baby drawers

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

But I know, I'm livin' now, why you made me put the 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 ya must be crazy, fussin' and fightin'
I she love me 'cause you looks just like me
Day you came into 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 time I heard your voice
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 I heard your voice
I prayed to God it had to be
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 your voice
I prayed to God it had to be
Got a son now, the game, stoppin' the bullshit

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

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

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

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

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

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

days sweet, and some sour
But we gon' make it
The world is ours, and my flower
If it's ice, you can get that model hit
Never stress about the downfalls, just the get back

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

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

And I will leave you with
My angel, daddy 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