Don't Cry - The Game.lrc

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[00:00.000]Amayah wake up baby
[00:18.340]I know you're sleepin', but daddy's home now
[00:23.910]Pictures gettin' old, my lil' girl lookin' grown now
[00:26.460]Your mom's said you're talkin' on your own, walkin' on your own now
[00:30.050]Run across the kitchen floor in them baby drawers
[00:32.490]I sent you from off tour and I miss you when I was tourin'
[00:35.160]Smilin' at them baby pictures, so happy, tears pourin'
[00:37.970]God, how can somethin' so beautiful come from me?
[00:40.640]After the gunshots, thought you was done with me
[00:43.380]But I know, I'm livin' now, why you made me put the guns down?
[00:46.600]Pick up the mic, start rappin' for a living now
[00:49.280]My sun, my moon, my stars, my earth
[00:51.330]My wind, my fire, my life, my baby
[00:53.760]Tryin' to make your moms life ya must be crazy, fussin' and fightin'
[00:57.290]I know she love me 'cause you looks just like me
[00:59.620]Day you came into this world, I was so excited
[01:02.290]Eleven twenty one, double zero, my baby girl is here
[01:05.500]Yo, yo, you see this rap shit, I do it for you
[01:07.960]And the first time I heard your voice
[01:08.940]I prayed to God it had to be true
[01:09.860]Got a son now, cuttin' the game, stoppin' the bullshit
[01:11.450]Remember
[01:12.910]Yo, yo, you see this rap shit, I do it for you
[01:19.430]And the first time I heard your voice
[01:20.520]I prayed to God it had to be true
[01:21.440]Got a son now, cuttin' the game, stoppin' the bullshit
[01:23.820]The bullshit
[01:25.470]Yo, yo, you see this rap shit, I do it for you
[01:28.940]And the first time I heard your voice
[01:30.680]I prayed to God it had to be true
[01:32.470]Got a son now, cuttin' the game, stoppin' the bullshit
[01:35.740]Remember eyein' your enemy, can you pull quick
[01:38.550]Dipped out Cali, came back, snatched my son
[01:41.150]My girl moms and I moved out Maui
[01:43.380]Yeah, your pop's gone bananas, seen wild went hard
[01:46.470]Bigger house, wider yard, nappy with the crash bar
[01:49.220]Off that hersh', **** you stupid, you ain't no dad b***h
[01:51.990]Takin' your black ass to court for all you have b***h
[01:54.860]You see me and your moms, that's another topic
[01:57.610]Ain't no whip in this world with a price you can't cop it
[02:00.760]Press rewind, you didn't hear me right
[02:03.120]It's a lesson to the song, I'm tryin' to steer you right
[02:05.860]Just remember your father taught you to go home
[02:08.890]Never sing that sad song, don't cry
[02:11.300]Just remember your father taught you to go home
[02:14.680]Never sing that sad song, don't cry
[02:16.010]Just remember your father taught you to go home
[02:25.670]Never sing that sad song, don't cry
[02:31.710]Huh, daddy ain't gon' preach to you
[02:33.670]I'ma let your moms school you
[02:34.830]Don't let the streets fool you
[02:36.180]Streets'll do you, that's why I'm talkin' to you
[02:37.710]Yeah, you see these niggas out here
[02:39.290]Have you stressin' by the hour
[02:40.940]Never turn your back
[02:41.960]On your foes them dudes cowards
[02:43.320]Some days sweet, and some sour
[02:45.210]But we gon' make it together
[02:46.600]The world is ours, and you're my flower
[02:48.790]If it's ice, you can get that model chicks hit
[02:51.860]Never stress about the downfalls, just 'bout the get back
[02:54.330]And I ain't sayin' shit is wrong
[02:55.130]Just make sure he strap a condom on
[02:57.250]And never, ever do it in your mother's home
[02:59.720]Yeah, never call a girl a b***h
[03:01.070]Show respect, son, pop ya collar
[03:03.160]Ain't nothin' free, scrape and lock every dollar
[03:05.640]And I will leave you with this
[03:06.240]My lil' angel, daddy loves you
[03:07.900]How I'd die for you, cry for you, ride for you
[03:10.520]Yeah, switchin' handles like you breakin' a zone
[03:12.660]Candy paint impala on the golden bridge, bouncin' on chrome
文本歌词
Amayah wake up baby
I know you're sleepin', but daddy's home now
Pictures gettin' old, my lil' girl lookin' grown now
Your mom's said you're talkin' on your own, walkin' on your own now
Run across the kitchen floor in them baby drawers
I sent you from off tour and I miss you when I was tourin'
Smilin' at them baby pictures, so happy, tears pourin'
God, how can somethin' so beautiful come from me?
After the gunshots, thought you was done with me
But I know, I'm livin' now, why you made me put the guns down?
Pick up the mic, start rappin' for a living now
My sun, my moon, my stars, my earth
My wind, my fire, my life, my baby
Tryin' to make your moms life ya must be crazy, fussin' and fightin'
I know she love me 'cause you looks just like me
Day you came into this world, I was so excited
Eleven twenty one, double zero, my baby girl is here
Yo, yo, you see this rap shit, I do it for you
And the first time I heard your voice
I prayed to God it had to be true
Got a son now, cuttin' the game, stoppin' the bullshit
Remember
Yo, yo, you see this rap shit, I do it for you
And the first time I heard your voice
I prayed to God it had to be true
Got a son now, cuttin' the game, stoppin' the bullshit
The bullshit
Yo, yo, you see this rap shit, I do it for you
And the first time I heard your voice
I prayed to God it had to be true
Got a son now, cuttin' the game, stoppin' the bullshit
Remember eyein' your enemy, can you pull quick
Dipped out Cali, came back, snatched my son
My girl moms and I moved out Maui
Yeah, your pop's gone bananas, seen wild went hard
Bigger house, wider yard, nappy with the crash bar
Off that hersh', **** you stupid, you ain't no dad b***h
Takin' your black ass to court for all you have b***h
You see me and your moms, that's another topic
Ain't no whip in this world with a price you can't cop it
Press rewind, you didn't hear me right
It's a lesson to the song, I'm tryin' to steer you right
Just remember your father taught you to go home
Never sing that sad song, don't cry
Just remember your father taught you to go home
Never sing that sad song, don't cry
Just remember your father taught you to go home
Never sing that sad song, don't cry
Huh, daddy ain't gon' preach to you
I'ma let your moms school you
Don't let the streets fool you
Streets'll do you, that's why I'm talkin' to you
Yeah, you see these niggas out here
Have you stressin' by the hour
Never turn your back
On your foes them dudes cowards
Some days sweet, and some sour
But we gon' make it together
The world is ours, and you're my flower
If it's ice, you can get that model chicks hit
Never stress about the downfalls, just 'bout the get back
And I ain't sayin' shit is wrong
Just make sure he strap a condom on
And never, ever do it in your mother's home
Yeah, never call a girl a b***h
Show respect, son, pop ya collar
Ain't nothin' free, scrape and lock every dollar
And I will leave you with this
My lil' angel, daddy loves you
How I'd die for you, cry for you, ride for you
Yeah, switchin' handles like you breakin' a zone
Candy paint impala on the golden bridge, bouncin' on chrome