50 Cent - Stop Crying lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - Stop Crying lyrics]
Yeah i am NY no lie
They say they do it
Like I do it with no mask on
Nigga, get the fuck outta line
You getting blast on
Jesus let the weak roam the
Earth without a purpose
Well, I’ll stomp ya fucking head
Til it’s under the surface
Now I need you to get
It through ya bloodclot head
Before I put a bullet
Through ya bloodclot dreads
These niggas ain't made of the
Same shit I’m made of
I dump a clip for my man if he need a favour
I let a nigga slide he came
Back and almost shot me
Then he was thinking I was scared
Nah nigga not me they don’t understand I was
Raised by the vultures
Kids laughing like hyenas in a
Crib full of roaches
Call grandmami "mommy" cause
Mommy already dead
Daddy been missing since I was a little kid
Now who dared go there playing
Games with the orphan
They know my pedigree, test me I’mma off ‘em
Stop the blood clot crying
The kids, the dog, everybody dying, no lying
Don’t cry, dry your eye
Don’t cry, dry your eye
Stop the blood clot crying
The kids, the dog, everybody dying, no lying
Don’t cry, dry your eye
Don’t cry, dry your eye
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 in your
Flesh it’s an emergency
Your 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 altar
See, I have an advantage I
Don’t care about tomorrow
Find out that I ain't frontin’ when
Them casings start to fall
You know attempted murder was the
Case that they gave me
9 bullet wounds, now a nigga half crazy
What is that a tear I see forming in ya eye
Why are you so frightened?
We’re all gonna die
You can say a prayer when
I’m coming like the reaper
Staring through that sight on the
Top of my heater now
Stop the blood clot crying
The kids, the dog, everybody dying, no lying
Don’t cry, dry your eye
Don’t cry, dry your eye
Stop the blood clot crying
The kids, the dog, everybody dying, no lying
Don’t cry, dry your eye
Don’t cry, dry your eye