Luyện nghe bài hát When Thugs Cry

How can you just me standin,
Alone in a thats 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,
is what it sounds like,(uh huh)
When cry,

yo, First off i got a come'n,
So I even front like I dont need nothin,
Dependin on sales for me to see somethin,
But that fall back, how the fuck I'm supposed to feed Budden,
I've been to jail before I've a bum before,
But a nigga never had a son before,
I've wit pain and fire, I've done bang wit fighta's,
But I aint never changed a (I aint ready)
Ever i signed niggas been on my back,
Like mouse what up, I'm gettin on the track,
So the hood hates me, they be much kinda,
Like Joe congratulations and we right behind'ya,
Everybody in the hood that,
I'm responsible for everybody in the hood that rap,
They don't how I do shit,
Say I changed, I'm the same nigga that ya'll to high school 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,
Difference now is I high,
is after me, at least I gotta crew to warn me,
But I don't like walkin around wit 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 leave me standin,
Alone in a world so cold,
Maybe I'm to demandin,
Or maybe I'm just my father, too bold,
Maybe I'm like my mother,
never satisfied,
Why do we at each other,
is what it sounds like,
When cry,

Yo, I'm a surviva', I've darker 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 brother in the same state, I didn't know that,
I gotta little brother, I didn't know that
See I was told that,
if so I been at the door wit a basketball and a Kodak,
Love my moms to death, she don't believe that,
Shit I aint there for her to see that,
Don't wanna lose my wiz, beggin her to do bid,
Not jail but this shit,
And I your family me, but we've come far,
Just us against the un-armed, me and my girlfriend,
Come a time when your mind right, and you palm a luga',
And you get to not bein 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, on the curve Jersey City,
get the recognition it deserves,
I pray for me son, have genes like me,
Pray that he 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 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,
never satisfied,
Why do we at each other,
This is it sounds like,
When cry...