Luyện nghe bài hát Thug Cry

I just be the one
I just be the one you love
I just be the one you run to when you're down
I just wanna, I just fly
I'mma you tonight
That put it on you baby
you past the sky

Wake up in the world and I'm just another
Call it public housing when you next door to the
On them it gets better as you go
Grind that motherfucker 'till yellow brick road
Free as a bird, spoken in my verse
On my praying, niggas shooting in the church
up out my sleep in another cold sweat
I on Billboard, where the fuck to go next?
Go the odds, youngin' go and get a job
Another country boy they back on the farm
So far from my goals but I'm to my kids
Cry for Mac Dre throwing up the Thizz

I wanna be the one
I just wanna be the one you
I just wanna be the one you run to when you're
I just wanna, I wanna fly
show you tonight
That I'mma put it on you
you past the sky

(I wanna) Well let me light one for my problems
on that loud, pumping up that volume
Get it like an eggshell in this motherfucker make omelettes
Get a bad bitch and up like comments
They don't know what I been through, don't know I'm going through
As as I get through that's what I look forward to
Richer than a bitch but still I afford to
Let these play with me, need to be remorseful
I swear I got that silencer on that Mac 9 and I kill these with silence
My head stay in the clouds, I really feel a giant
Can't trust none of these niggas, I murk one of these
Then bury one of these niggas, still got dirt under my fingers,
Ain't a threat that's fact cause they at my neck
Like the a man can get
To make a long story short, I need a cause the devil on one
The other one, I'm looking over,

I wanna be the one
I just wanna be the one you
I just be the one you run to when you're down
I just wanna, I just fly
I'mma you tonight
That put it on you baby
you past the sky

(I just wanna) Niggas like it's Salt Lake City
No on that pretty ass Bentley
Want you to know that them don't offend me
Cause baby mama so friendly
I with the plan, weed in my hand
in my cup, quick pic for a fan
Money over bitch, first with a Wraith
Double M, we business
'Cause them niggas raped
Go get the yellow tape, well orchestrated
200 estates, a young nigga made it
Came from the hood, nothing changed
Still lemon pepper on my wings

I wanna be the one
I just wanna be the one you
I just wanna be the one you run to you're down
I just wanna, I wanna fly
I'mma show you
That I'mma put it on you
Take you the sky

(I wanna) Sometimes I ask myself, do Thugs Cry?
Mastermind, my 6th LP
Can't we did it
Man, I thank everybody that played a of this
out to my engineer E-Mix
Each and every one of you
My fans, 100,