Ay Boi Wats Up, Wats Hannenin Its Ya Boy Young Dro fuckin around with me man ima teach ya niggas how to cry ya keep fuckin with me i been doing hard shit right shit get fucked up alot of shit get fucked up wat can you do about it nigga wat could you do could you do yeah.
Hear me cry its like ummmm ummmm ummmm hear the shots they like boom boom boom heads high at the moon moon moon and when they die its like soon soon soon.
I miss grandmomma (Maggie),I miss Josh,Ponto i neva fogot cha plus they killed tasha on top of that i got shot up and guess who did it my patna askin god is it probably okay if he could just wash it away see the expression that i got on my face see the weapon that i got on my waist im still trippin my mom still slippin pray for me and wait for me as soon you and my daughter get rich these days for me T.I. made a way for me and jason had a place for me Doug on the case with me plus hannah they makin me straight they knew im ghetto but i got what it takes see the PSC without me they fake my niggas god is my witness and im cryin the time im living but i will never give up walkin to my rythem like wat.
Hear me cry its like ummm ummm ummm hear the shots they like boom boom boom heads high at the moon moon moon and when they die its like soon soon soon.
I never talked about this but now is the time i tried to let it go but this shit destroyed my mind my homie and his momma is dying and his baby daughter she blind she got no one to play with nuttin but a daughter thats mine im takin more than time lord and hurry they killed brian and plus they killing kids hurry up for they kill mine killing time lately theres a funeral im soon to go young dro bless me in peace and look at the moon blow thinking about wen my daddy got high and i had my room closed broke i cant survive winter with wearing these june clothes blooms slow up with flower ill die in hours the water gone off but im cool my tears shower me.
hear me cry its like ummm ummm umm hear the shots its like boom boom boom heads high at the moon moon moon and when ya die its like soon soon soon.
im finna cry man call quntay this shit hurt (forreal) tip call donsay tell him that i meant for one day for us to make shit shawty that nig shot me up i couldnt take it plus i had to wear a shit bag but i forgave him he shot me but god helped me fly off like a raven dont hate him pray for him zayzay made a way for him my homeboi died yeah all i got is faith pimp and money from the 70's all kind of felonies a playa like bill bellame ima go to heaven nigga fuck wat yall tellin me fuck it ima stop rappin shawty sang this hear.
hear me its like ummmm ummmm ummm hear the shots its like boom boom boom heads high at the moon moon moon and wen we die its like soon soon soon.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
