When cry Now I lay me down to I pray the Lord my to keep If I die I wake I pray the Lord my to take God is gone, when thugs cry, too is hard
thuggin' and lovin' the way I came up Big money clutchin', bustin' while cocaine busts My pulse rushin', my pulses into insanity Shout at my cousin now we bustin' if they yo' The coppers see me buried, I ain't worried I got a line on the DA 'cause I'm fuckin' his I black out and start cussin', bust 'em and 'em all panic and bitches duckin', I rush 'em and fuck 'em all
I'll be an old man before I understand why Why I had to live my life with pistols at hand my homie's sister, cut her face up bad They even raped so we they pad Automatic rang out, on every block They puttin' hits out on politicians, even cops, I ain't They got me sleepin' my infrared beams And in my dreams I hear motherfuckers What is the meaning, thugs cry?
Oh why, children your child off to die In the streets of where they lie Let no wrongs cry out thugs cry God Oh why, it have to be this way Our children of won't stay wise Let the hear when thugs cry God, oh why
Heh, maybe my addiction to got me buggin' Where is the love? never my ambition to thug Ain't shed a tear since the old years of elementary I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries But homie keep it real, how does it feel To lose your life, over somethin' that you did as a You all alone, no communication, block on the Don't get along with yo' Pop, and plus your Moms is
Where did we go wrong? I put my soul in the To help us at times, but now our minds are gone We went brothers and sisters, to niggaz and bitches We went from welfare livin', to worldwide But somethin' changed in this game, everything's strange Lost all my over cocaine, man See they ask me if I a tear, I ain't lie See you gotta get or die, 'cause even thugs cry
Oh why, send your child off to die In the streets of where they lie Let no cry out when thugs cry God Oh why, does it have to be way Our children of today won't stay Let the hear when thugs cry God, oh why
And all I see is these paranoid bitches, adventures Bustin' motherfuckers with uppercuts, I leave 'em with in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don I write your name on a piece of paper, now family's gone Why like you can handle my team? So merciless that my take command of your dreams motherfuckers drownin' in they own blood Clownin' takin' pictures Laugh the punk bitches, that turned snitches
Regulate my area, the terror I Makin yo' people disappear, you wonderin' they went? Am I or is it just I sold my soul? Addicted to these streets, find true peace I'm told Come take my God, don't let me suffer any longer a pound of Marijuana, so I know it ain't long Where is the end to all my misery, is a close? I suppose that's why I murder my foes, when cry
Oh why, send your child off to die In the streets of where they lie Let no wrongs cry out when cry God Oh why, it have to be this way Our of today won't stay wise Let the children when thugs cry God, oh why
Oh why, send your child off to die In the streets of chalk where lie Let no wrongs cry out thugs cry God Oh why, does it have to be way Our children of today won't wise Let the children hear thugs cry God, oh why