收聽Obie Trice的Cry Now (Shady Remix) (Shady Remix|Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Cry Now (Shady Remix) (Shady Remix|Explicit)

Obie Trice, Kuniva, Bobby Creekwater, Cashis2006年12月4日

Cry Now (Shady Remix) (Shady Remix|Explicit) 歌詞

Shady

 

Old mix

 

Back ni**a

 

Second rounds on me

 

Kuniva

 

Cashis

Stat quo

Bobby creekwater

 

Obie trice

What

 

Niggas didn't kill me

Now a niggas going get

Peel my cap back

I'm never at home

I'm somewhere

With my shaft resting on a hoe's tongue

Sipping down perignon

While she's sipping up their newborns

Yeah bet you hate the news holmes niggs

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 them turn performer

I transform into uma thurman

A dude's version

Verses lettin' superfulious ni**a

With no purpose

Continue to walk this earth's surface

I was birthed for hip-hop

Branch out my services

Yeah you try to murder this ni**a

That's coming from the same turf as yas ni**a

What nerves have yas ni**a

Pissed because your hussles ain't worth a sh*t ni**a

I'm getting rich

I'm on my way to hugh hefner's

Dig

With a b**ch

You in the trenches tryin' to reach it big

On another rapper's dick

Who don't represent where you live

Enjoy me

Know you annoyed

But don't make the mistake

I'm state to state in that honda ni**a

Not an accord

I'm in that honda g4 you will never afford

And yup it's probably ease when a ni**a is on board

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Ni**a cry now

I'll be damned if I let a ni**a lay his hands on me

I'll lay his a** out

And park a grand damn on him

The city where the weak survive

And the strong die

Where beef collides

Shootouts happen and hit the wrong guy

I did not 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 b**ch

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 a while to tame

Detroit is hella dirty

But the dozen can fix it

Resist and the biscuit 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 yeah

 

Obie they gotta f**k with us this time ni**a

Cry now

 

Bobby creek cry now

Ni**a

 

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

Diseasin'

Soon as I get my karma right on zeros

I'm leavin'

Load up a clip

And make it dark on them heroes cheesin'

Sh*t they got snitches on the clock

Gotta watch what I'm sayin'

Me buy a b**ch a couple rocks

And a watch quit playing

Back on my greasy

My neezy

Nobody bread whipping

And for them f**kin' spectators

I brought the band with me

Halftime niggas

And grab pine

You will never grab mine ni**a

The docta was lying

When he said you'll be fine ni**a

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 d**e clips

I'm never 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

In my turban

Plot up and line up

Solo mia

Prayin' to proof

I'm searching for jerry garcia

Talk to my brother

Gone in the streets of the d

I'm totin the k

And hopin' niggas waiting on me

Take the first shot then

The second rounds on me

And when the wars on the other side

Me and my brother ride

How rap for the plaques

My contracts signed just for scraps

To get you wack ni**a

With a gun with a shank with a bat

Take a slug through the lung

Get you right what you rappin' ni**a

I'm born crazy raised I'm more famous

It's the clappin' down bangers

It's for entertainment

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Ni**a cry now

 

Young stat he the gat

On tuck

Want war

I don't give a f**k

Shot till you kiss

And pucker up

It'll lift them up

Believe me you'll flow

The result is your family heart broke

Looking' like an artichoke

Vegetable

Hoe's stiff

Ni**a paralyzed from the neck down

My goon stick niggas

Turn soldiers to stick figures

Hand on triggers

Real life born killers

We roll out like four wheelers

God sent us

From backstabbers and gold diggers

Tipsy off brown liquor

Watch me

Obnoxious

Broads call me cocky

Poppi long dick

Stabbed it out the box like hockey

Especially when a b**ch ride it like jockey

From the benz to the range to the black joloppy

I'm the sh*t

The only one who ain't heard is foxy

 

Formalize a plan

No man can stop me

Boss hog

Stat quo

Understand

You copy

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Cry now

Ni**a cry now

 

Shady east toria

 

Cry Now (Shady Remix) - Obie Trice