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lirik lagu gambino family - don't cry

[fiend talking]
yo, yo
what’s up to all my m-th-f-ck soldiers
my thugs, my warriors, my survivors out there
it’s fiend excited private wit’ c-m-th-f-ckin’ murder
q.b., gotti, and mr. magic
when we hit ’em we hit ’em hard u heard me

chorus [fiend] 2x
don’t cry now
n-gga, don’t wine now
we’ll make it that yo people can’t identify yo -ss now

[fiend]
launched n missiles
and grams and pistols
blastin’ these things that whistle
burnin’ up sh-ts u
and f-ck it i won’t miss u
a lethal weapon my profession
500 g’s
500 g’s that put inches n yo life
surounded by 500 please
remember n grieves
tha solider to beez
wit’ a fro
i beents out smokin’ trees
hit tha z’s
made ’em breeze
and blow to they knees
ran over interstreets
by a tank on d’s
i stank theese
wearin’ some black chains and a safety
y can’t we just get along
i’m gettyon jones
i’m known
for breakin’ bones
believin’ that i ain’t wrong
introducin’ yo shows
and a strong whomp! whomp!

chorus 2x

[gotti]
young n-ggas dyin’ n my city
and i ain’t showin’ no pity
so i’m holdin’ my head
trynna keep from an early grave
known as tha “path that’s laid”
lord forgive me simple wayz
but i was lost n tha game
strapped n, through theese tryflin’ streets
knowin’ that tha “breed of life” might bury me
but i ain’t worried, i’m holdin’ chrome
protectin’ my dome
i’m trapped n a storm
catched these folks that trynna do me home
wit’ crisis over my head
n-gga dodgin’ tha fedz
they rather see me n a cell
n-gga trapped n jail
i make bail
and me and pheno raisin’ h-llllllllll

[q.b.]
i represent uptown
make tha wrong move u get bucked down
dude, f-ck now
q.b. on tha buck round
no hesitation, no status
pack a nine automatic
and to pull a bullet to n yo family
n-ggas don’t really wanna see us rhyme
we puttin’ n-ggas on tha news and givin’ ’em m-th-f-ckin’ t.v. time
respect tha name n tha authority
and a n-gga barged n tha same room so n-gga naw wit’ us uh
q m-th-f-ckin’ b we would never run
we back sh-t
b-tch n-ggas get they back twisted
we crack sh-t
n-ggas need to get they f-ckin’ practice
don’t f-ck wit’ my crew and let us sn-tch this

[magic]
i’m gon’ raise h-ll m-th-f-cka
hope ya’ll ready for me
i can move wit’ tha nite, i got veins on my t–th
i’m from tha 9th ward
home of tha k!llas and wigsplitters
and lots of dead bodies
i heard a twelve-year hit it
i’ve been trained by tha best
bring yo cop k!llaz
and i won’t wear a vest
and u still facin’ death
don’t cry now
b-tch n-gga, don’t wine now
cuz i’m all up n ur sh-t
and u figure, u ’bout to die!
hold on, wait a minute, i smell p-ssy
still wet behind tha ears, lil boy u still a f-ckin’ wookie
u messin’ wit’ a hard hitta
(automatics shooting)
u feel me n-gga!!!!!

chorus 4x

[c-murder]
they label me a crazy m-th-f-cka wit no hesitation
i’ma blast wit’ a sawed off strip, to a n-ggas ambition
i’m bossalinie
and i roll wit’ these tru thugs
givin’ n-ggas meanmugs
]from tha ghetto i get much love
ain’t no m-th-f-ckin’ crosses
wit’ all these crime bosses
n-gga, n-gga, make a move
i’ll have u sleepin’ wit’ dead dudes
my tattoos, represent my ident-ty
it reveals tha hard-will of a hard-k!ll n-gga that’s n me
my enemies on a rampage, tryn avoid my presence
fearin’ imediate death, like a fateful pheasant
n my kingdom, only strong soldiers live, that’s tha law
of tha ghetto, i broke my hand on a fool’s jaw
i’m southpaw
hand to hand combat, it’s very neccesary
my first option, is fightin’ all my advercaries
that n-gga flinched, when my m-th-f-ckin’ gun went “pow”
u heartless m-th-f-cka, don’t cry now

chorus 6x

[fiend talking again]
there, u m-th-f-ckin have it
some of tha youngest hard n-ggas n tha m-th-f-ckin’ world
understand this here
us soldiers, no limit soldiers til’ tha world blow up
or a god show up
u heard me!!!!!!
don’t cry now
if yo people can’t identify yo -ss now
hahahahaaaaaaa
take me out this m-th-f-cka

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