can't believe You're makin' me cry baby Cry baby Cry, cry baby Cry, cry baby ooo Cry, cry baby Ooo baby Cry, cry baby Ooo baby Cry, cry baby Ooo You
babe, no no baby Just to say you?re all alone And cry cry cry cry And cry cry cry cry Cry cry cry Cry cry baby don't Don't cry Don't cry
Tulkojums: Lēts triks. Cry, Cry.
Tulkojums: Lēts triks. Cry Baby.
. . . . when the thugs cry This is what it sounds like [this is what it sounds like, this is what it sounds like . . .] . . . . . . when the thugs cry [when the thugs cry
time won't see parole Imagine life as a convict that's getten' old Plus with the drama we're lookin' out for your baby's mama Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks
die, commit suicide dial 1-800-Cyanide line Far as life, yo it ain't worth it put a rope around your neck And jerk it the trick didn't work Your life
I'm in a whip tail smashin' it Mase wen't to church, set down, imagine it Who me? Devil's advocate shit Tell a tail to cry, just so you could fail to
MARINE] I ordered a beer! [ENGINEER] She'll get him up, It's her first night in town But I have to warn you She don't come cheap It's got to be
that we quote In shallow conversations as if we have deep throats We choke on our confusion Now show up as a heat stroke of we need coats Trading in our cheap
we all faded My nigga Edi had a son we all happy 'Cause now that little ridah got to deal with eight daddies My niggaz cry, we all cry, and all ride
fed time Won't see parole Imagine life as a convict What's getten' old Plus with tha drama We're lookin out for your babies mama Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks
by Bill Ungerman Dirty neon lights, the traffic's cry Footsteps echo on the street The cheap but lovely chicks And a sawbuck for a trick And she'll
it sounds like when thugz cry, when thugz cry This is what it sounds like, when thugz cry (4X) This is what it sounds like when thugz cry, when thugz cry
fittin to talk to me I keep it pimpin so don't talk to me If it ain't 'bout business, cause talk is cheap (talk is cheap) [Verse 2 - Chamillionaire -
listen to both the sides, We're low-lives, We go blind jerking off to the eclipse, The sun was pulling cheap shots doing commercial body tricks, Behind
m dying, I think I'm dying for another one The sound, what a broke neck What a lion, I need another and another one The sound, what a cheap trick What
'm dying I think i'm dying for another one The sound what a broke neck What a lion I need another and another one The sound what cheap trick What a habit
