Artist/Band:
Rick Ross
Lyrics for Song: Cry
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Rick Ross
Lord forgive me for my sins,
But may I strike down an take vengeance upon thee,
Murder my homeboy, Why you do him like that,
Niggas getting churched up, Time for the get back,
Found him last night, four shots in his back,
no leads to the case, Triple C's will handle that, Just bought a new sauer
In the streets im sworn,
Its time for the murder ride, all on board,
Give me them sticks, s-k, s-k's, m-11's
When tha hammer fall,
Dats for the trigger pull,
Another maggot falls,
Split down in beu[?]
What do witness's witness?,
Plus we handle my biznesss,
Another clip of snitches,
While they looking at bitches,
Feel like im brainwashed,
The violence ain't stopped,
Caught 8 bodys in four weeks im on fire,
Cuz I want you to cry,
Im killin your gleam,
Im sending your team,
They killin for me,
Just like saddom Hussein,
Just off your head,
Its on my camera phone,
You cant picture me dead,
Am I christian or muslim,
Or just addicted to husslin,
Why my daddy don't love me,
Mama fightin an fussin,
Now im choppin the rocks,
Niggas pockets are swoll,
Man im pimpin them hoes,
Givin the new pistols to hoes,
Graduated from [?],
Rappin for waves of people,
Ya I want you to cry, look at me cookin that ether,
Rollin down your block, 3 deep , got my pistol in my lap,
See me underneath the sink,
I aint come to die, I aint come to talk , boy I came to see you cry,
Let me see you off,
Now cry, cry, cry, cry,cry, nigga cry, cry, cry,
So we back in the game,
Back on the docks,
Port of miami, blood hound for the blocks
Im getting that money,
It's attractin the killas,
Killem all killas,
Gettin new niggas to killem,
Im spending new money,
So don't bother my bitch,
Im getting jewel money,
You niggas aint nigga rich,
I'm in the yacht,
I'm talkin fifty feet,
don't talk cars, bitch I got fifty fleet,
Im in the han ron?
Witnesses takin the fire,
Aint no snitchin my brother,
Its called you takin the dive,
They shootin at me, so im shootin at them,
Who be shootin the longest, be shootin to win,
The winner is me, I want you to cry, I want you to scream , just want you to die,
I want you to fly, I need to pray, when im satisfied, just to live another day,
Rollin down your block, 3 deep , got my pistol in my lap,
See me underneath the sink,
I aint come to die, I aint come to talk , boy I came to see you cry,
Let me see you off,
Now cry, cry, cry, cry,cry, nigga cry, cry, cry,
Im mentioned for killin,
Got your name on my list,
Ya im up in your crib, im fuckin your bitch,
I put her to sleep, then I think of myself,
All in evil things that I can do with my wealth,
Is that a bitch, im getting work, I never spare a bitch,
You getting murdered, in bloody gloves, with bloody shirt,
Tiger in my eyes, bitch you know who done the dirt,
When I left I had a hundred in the magizine,
Came back there was nothin in the magizine,
It was a guy so he died at least a hundred time,
Looked him in his eyes right before I made him cry
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