50 Cent - Stop Cryin' Songtexte

They say they do it, like I do it with no mask on
Nigga, get the f-ck outta line, you getting blast on
Jesus let the weak roam the Earth without a purpose.
Ill stomp ya f-cking head til its under the surface
Now I need you to get it through ya bloodclot head
Fore I put a bullet through ya bloodclot dreads
These niggas aint made of the same shit Im made of
I dumb a click for my man if he needs a favour
I let a nigga slide he came back and almost shot me
And he was thinking I was scared, nah nigga not me
You dont understand I was raised by the vultures
Still laughing like hyenas in the crib full of roaches
Call grandmami mommy cause mommy already dead
Daddy been missin since I was a little kid
Now who dared go there playin games with the orphan
They know my pedigree test me Imma off em

(x2)
Stop the bloodclot crying
The kids, the dog, everybody dying, no lying
Dont cry, dry ya eyes
Dont cry, dry ya eyes

That first body drop, we just getting started, death come in threes
Ar15, M16, semi-automatic, murder machine
Wave that, blaze that, give a nigga wings
When that blade enter flesh its an emergency
Ya love leak, heart open call the surgery
Feels like my last girlfriend I lost her
On second thought I know just where I left her, the alter
See, Im at an advantage I dont care about tomorrow
Find out that I aint frontin when then patience start to fall
You know attempted murder was the case that they gave me
9 bullet wounds know, now Im half crazy
What is that a tear I see forming in ya eye
Why are you so frightened were all gonna die
You can say a prayer when Im coming like the reaper
Staring through that sight on the top of my heater
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