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(function() {var opts = {artist: "Gambino_Family",song: "Don't Cry",adunit_id: 39382076,div_id: "cf_async_" + Math.floor((Math.random() * 999999999))};document.write('');var c=function(){cf.showAsyncAd(opts)};if(window.cf)c();else{cf_async=!0;var r=document.createElement("script"),s=document.getElementsByTagName("script")[0];r.async=!0;r.src="//srv.tonefuse.com/showads/showad.js";r.readyState?r.onreadystatechange=function(){if("loaded"==r.readyState||"complete"==r.readyState)r.onreadystatechange=null,c()}:r.onload=c;s.parentNode.insertBefore(r,s)};})(); Send "Don't Cry" Ringtone to your Mobile .ringrone, .ringtone_b { height: auto !important; }.ringrone { width: 430px; }.lyrics-ringtone { width: 380px; height: auto !important; }.lyrics-ringtone img { max-width: initial; !important }(feat. Fiend, Q.B., Magic, C-***)
[Fiend talking]
Yo, Yo
What's up to all my muthafuck soldiers,
My thugs, my warriors, my survivors out there
It's Fiend excited private wit' C-muthafuckin' ***,
Q.B., Gotti, and Mr. Magic
When we hit 'em we hit 'em hard u heard me
[chorus x2: Fiend]
Don't cry now
***, don't wine now
We'll make it that yo people can't identify yo *** now
[Fiend]
Launched n missiles
And grams and pistols
Blastin' these things that whistle
Burnin' up *** u
And *** 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 x2]
[Gotti]
Young *** 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
*** dodgin' tha FEDz
They rather see me n a cell
*** trapped n jail
I make bail
And me and Pheno raisin' hellllllllll
[Q.B.]
I represent Uptown
Make tha wrong move u get bucked down
Dude, *** now
Q.B. on tha buck round
No hesitation, no status
Pack a nine automatic
And to pull a bullet to n yo family
*** don't really wanna see us rhyme
We puttin' *** on tha news and givin' 'em muthafuckin' t.v. time
Respect tha name n tha authority
And a *** barged n tha same room so *** naw wit' us uh
Q muthafuckin' B we would never run
We back ***
*** *** get they back twisted
We crack ***
*** need to get they ***' practice
Don't *** wit' my crew and let us *** this
[Magic]
I'm gon' raise hell muthafucka
Hope ya'll ready for me
I can move wit' tha nite, I got veins on my teeth
I'm from tha 9th Ward
Home of tha killas and wigsplitters
And lots of dead bodies
I heard a twelve-year hit it
I've been trained by tha best
Bring yo cop killaz
And I won't wear a vest
And u still facin' death
Don't cry now
*** ***, don't wine now
Cuz I'm all up n ur ***
And u figure, U 'BOUT TO DIE!
Hold on, wait a minute, I smell ***
Still wet behind tha ears, lil boy u still a ***' wookie
U messin' wit' a hard hitta
(automatics shooting)
U FEEL ME ***!!!!!
[chorus x4]
[C-***]
They label me a crazy muthafucka wit no hesitation
I'ma blast wit' a sawed off strip, to a *** ambition
I'm Bossalinie
And I roll wit' these TRU thugs
Givin' *** meanmugs
>From tha ghetto I get much love
Ain't no muthafuckin' crosses
Wit' all these crime bosses
***, ***, make a move
I'll have u sleepin' wit' dead dudes
My tattoos, represent my identity
It reveals tha hard-will of a hard-kill *** 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 *** flinched, when my muthafuckin' gun went "POW"
U heartless muthafucka, don't cry now
[chorus x6]
[Fiend talking again]
There, u muthafuckin have it
Some of tha youngest hard *** n tha muthafuckin' 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 *** now
HAHAHAHAAAAAAA
Take me out this muthafucka
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