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Paroles de la chanson Cry par Oz Sparx

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat
Turn that cocaine right into hard, we still supplyin' the streets
I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be ridin' with me
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me
Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat
Turn that cocaine right into hard, we still supplyin' the streets
I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be ridin' with me
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me

Ooh, I got that fire on me
Bet a nigga won't slide up on me, I'll put a nigga right on a tee
I'm rockin' that Comme des Garçons, got that designer on me
And I think I'd rather be alone than have you lyin' to me
And I got this hundred round drum, I'ma have some fun, I'ma take his face off
No, we ain't for nothin', watch a nigga run, watch a nigga take off
And we goin' dumb, we in the slums, can't have a day off
You know I'ma stunt and I'ma ball like it's the playoffs

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat

Turn that cocaine right into hard, we still supplyin' the streets
I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be ridin' with me
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me
Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat
Turn that cocaine right into hard, we still supplyin' the streets
I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be ridin' with me
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me

Uh, Raf Simons, high-steppin', ooh, yeah
In the prison, with them felons, ooh, yeah
Niggas snitchin', niggas tellin', ooh, yeah

In the kitchen, uh, I know you smell it, uh, ooh, yeah
I was posted right on that block, thirty clip in that Glock
It's so many niggas I shot, no, I don't fuck around with no opps
All we ever did was rob, we ain't never have no job
We was duckin' from them cops, crack rock all in my sock

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat
Turn that cocaine right into hard, we still supplyin' the streets
I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be ridin' with me
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me

Feel all this pain up in my heart, so I'ma cry on the beat
Turn that cocaine right into hard, we still supplyin' the streets
I'm with the gang, we pull up cars, you best be ridin' with me
Ain't nothin' changed, I'm still in charge, I got that fire on me

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