Текст песни Bobby Creekwater ft. Cashis ft. Kuniva ft. Obie Trice ft. Stat Quo - Cry Now (Shady Remix)

Shady XV (CD2)
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Stat Quo ft. Obie Trice ft. Cashis ft. Kuniva ft. Bobby Creekwater
Альбом: Shady XV (CD2)
Длительность: 05:09
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Shady Old mix Back nigga Second rounds on me Kuniva Cashis Stat quo Bobby Creekwater Obie Trice What (Obie Trice) Niggas didn't kill me Now a niggas gon' get Peel my cap back I'm never at home I'm somewhere With my shaft restin' on a ho's tongue Sippin on some Dom perignon While she's sippin up them newborns Yeah bet you hate the news holmes You probably somewhere Sittin' on the stoop huh Sippin' on the brew Plottin' to pop me later huh When will a hater learn I'm too great on a song I push weight on the corner Send weight to the coroner When courage make em turn performer I transform into Uma Thurman A dude's version Verses lettin' superfulious nigga With no purpose Continue to walk this earth's surface I was birthed for hip-hop Branch out my services Ya try to murder this nigga That's comin' from the same turf as yas What nerves have yas Pissed because your hussles ain't worth a shit I'm gettin' rich I'm on my way to Hugh Hefner's Dig? With a bitch You in the trenches tryin' to reach it big On another rapper's dick Who dont represent where you live Know you annoyed But don't make the mistake I'm state to state in that Honda nigga Not an accord I'm in that Honda G4 you will never afford And yup it's probably E's but a nigga is on board (cry now) Cry now (cry now) Cry now (cry now) Cry now Nigga cry now (Kuniva) I'll be damned if I let a nigga lay his hands on me I'll lay his ass out And park a grand am on him The city where the weak survive And the strong die Where beef collides Shootouts happen and hit the wrong guy I done seen the worst of the worst And what can be worse Than a verse about bullets Dispersed up in your shirt The streets is like a curse Niggas frontin' for a bitch It's like you beggin' to die Like bear huntin' with a switch A part of my heart is gone I could never smile the same Trigger finger is itchy It'll take awhile to tame Detroit is hella dirty But the dozen can fix it Resist and the biscut will exceed the distance And bounce off one's home Hit and riquoche off a kid's trombone Right to where you niggas lay Obie can tell you that death is just a few inches away Yall shed tears But yall can get your feel of it today (cry now) Cry now (cry now) Cry now (cry now) Cry now Nigga cry now Obie they gotta fuck with us this time nigga Bobby Creek Nigga (Bobby Creekwater) Laugh now Cry never My berreta is a body part Hit him with just enough shots To make his body hard Now I feel like we even See Creek is here to shine a light on you niggas Dis evenin' Soon as I get my karma right on zeros I'm leavin' Load up a clip And make it dark on them heroes cheesin' Shit they got snitches on the clock Gotta watch what I'm sayin' Me buy a bitch a couple rocks And a watch quit playin' Back on my greasy My neezy Nobody bread whippin And for them fuckin' spectators I brought the band with me Halftime niggas And grab pine You will never grab mine nigga The docta was lyin' When he said you was gon' be fine nigga CASHIS! (Cashis) Witness art of war In the phyical Since raw coke was rushed through my umbilical And no words from cash mouth is fixin' Ready with dope clips I'm ever dissin' u My aura of war is raw to the core The surface of the street When I walk through the door My purpose is to move up Pull tools You perpin' Watch me overthrow the government With my determin Plot of Bin Ladin Soul of Mumia Prayin' to proof I'm searchin for Jerry Garcia Talk
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