Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Cry

Amayah up baby
I know sleepin', but daddy's home now
Pictures gettin' old, my lil' girl grown now
Your mom's said you're 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?
up the mic, start rappin' 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 me 'cause you looks just like me
Day you came into 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 your voice
I prayed to God it had to be
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 your 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 I heard your voice
I prayed to God it had to be
Got a son now, cuttin' the game, the bullshit

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

Off that hersh', you stupid, you ain't no dad nigga
Takin' your black ass to 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

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

Just your father taught you to go home
Never sing sad song, don't cry
remember your father taught 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 fool you
do you, that's why I'm talkin' to you

Yeah, you see these out here
Have you by the hour
Never turn your
On your foes dudes cowards

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

And I sayin' sex is wrong
Just make sure he a condom on
And never, ever do it in your mother's

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

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