Luyện nghe bài hát When Thugs Cry

How can you leave me standin,
Alone in a world so cold,
I'm just to demandin,
Or maybe I'm like my father, too bold,
I'm just like my mother,
Shes satisfied,
Why do we at each other,
This is it sounds like,(uh huh)
thugs cry,

yo, First off i got a come'n,
So I wont even front like I need nothin,
Dependin on record for me to see somethin,
But that fall back, how the I'm supposed to feed little Budden,
I've to jail before I've been a bum before,
But a aint never had a son before,
I've dealt wit pain and fire, I've done wit fighta's,
But I aint never changed a (I aint ready)
Ever since i signed been on my back,
Like mouse what up, when I'm on the track,
So the hood me, Figured they be much kinda,
Like Joe and we come'n right behind'ya,
Everybody in the like that,
Since I'm for everybody in the hood that rap,
don't like how I do shit,
Say I changed, I'm the same nigga that ya'll went to high wit,
After all years, still the same drug addict,
And its up, I'm sober wit them same drug habits,
I pinch, thief, con, and lie, rob, shoot,
now is I aint high,
Cats is after me, at least I crew to warn me,
But I like walkin around wit this 32 on me,
at least my mans is real, at least me there,
Is it rap, the answers yeah,
But I know...

How can you just me standin,
in a world that's so cold,
Maybe I'm to demandin,
Or maybe I'm just my father, too bold,
Maybe I'm just my mother,
Shes satisfied,
Why do we at each other,
This is what it like,
When cry,

Yo, I'm a surviva', I've seen days,
A boy wit my fathers ways,
But i had to see my mom in tears,
When went to the store for them newports, that he musta' stay fine in years,
My little lives in the same state, I didn't know that,
Yeah I gotta brother, I didn't know that
See I was never that,
if so I woulda' been at the door wit a and a Kodak,
Love my baby moms to death, she don't that,
Shit I aint ever for her to see that,
Don't lose my wiz, beggin her to do this bid,
Not jail but music shit,
And I your family me, but we've come far,
us against the world un-armed, me and my girlfriend,
Come a time your mind aint right, and you palm a luga',
And you get used to not useda',
I'm cool wit the lord place me,
But I hold my heat, and I never have to take it off safety,
I pray for all my niggas, pitchen on the Jersey City,
get the recognition it deserves,
I pray for me son, he'll genes like me,
Pray he don't have to go everything like me,
Pray to god out the things, I never knew I had in me,
The of my mom and dad in me, (uhh huhh)

How can you leave me standin,
Alone in a world so cold,
I'm just to demandin,
Or I'm just like my father, too bold,
Maybe I'm like my mother,
never satisfied,
Why do we at each other,
This is what it like,
When cry...