Текст песни The Game f Blue Chip - Don`t Cry
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[Intro/Chorus - sample]-- Don`t cry {*5X*} don`t..-- Don`t cry {*5X*} don`t..[The Game]Amayah wake up babyI know you`re sleepin, but daddy`s home nowPictures gettin old, my lil` girl lookin grown nowYour moms said you`re talkin on your own, walkin on your own nowRun across the kitchen floor in them baby drawersI sent you from off tour and I miss you when I was tourinSmilin at them baby pictures, so happy, tears pourinGod how can somethin so beautiful come from me?After the gunshots thought you was done with meBut I know I`m livin now, why you made me put the guns downPick up the mic, start rappin for a living nowMy sun, my moon, my starts, my earthMy wind, my fire, my life, my bay-bayTryin to make your moms life ya must be crazy, fussin and fightinI know she love me cause ya look just like meDay you came into this world I was so excitedEleven twenty-one double-zero, my baby girl is here[Chorus][Blue Chip]Yo, yo, you see this rap shit I do it for youAnd the first time I heard your voice I prayed to God it had to be trueGot a son now, cuttin the game, stoppin the bullshitRemember eyein your enemy, can you pull quickDipped out Cali, came back, snatched my sonmy girl moms and I moved out MauiYeah your pops gone bananas, seen wild went hardBigger house, wider yard, nappy with the crash barOff that hersh`, shit you stupid, you ain`t no dad niggaTakin your black ass to court for all you have niggaYou see me and your moms, that`s another topicAin`t no whip in this world with a price you can`t cop itStop it, press rewind, you didn`t hear me rightIt`s a lesson to the song, I`m tryin to steer you rightJust remember your father taught you to go hard or go homeNever sing that sad song, don`t cry[Chorus][The Game]Huh daddy ain`t gon` preach to you, I`ma let your moms school youDon`t let the streets fool you, streets`ll do you, that`s why I`m talkin to you[Blue Chip]Yeah, you see these niggaz out here, have you stressin by the hourNever turn your back on your foes, them dudes cowards[The Game]Some days sweet, and some sour - but we gon` make it togetherThe world is ours, and you`re my flower[Blue Chip]If it`s ice you can get that, model chicks hit thatNever stress about the downfalls just `bout the getback[The Game]And I ain`t sayin sex is wrong, just make sure he strap a condom onAnd never, ever do it in your mother`s home[Blue Chip]Yeah, never call a girl a bitch, show respect, son pop ya collarAin`t nothin free, scrape and lock every dollar[The Game]And I will leave you with this, my lil` angel, daddy loves youHow I`d die for you, cry for you, ride for you[Blue Chip]Yeah, switchin handles like you breakin a zone, candy paint ImpalaOn the Golden Bridge, bouncin on chrome[Chorus]