I'm sorry), I won't break your heart no more (Cry), won't break your heart no more (Cry), so baby I might cry, I might cry, I just might cry, (oh, o oh
with a dick in yo mouth It done happened already, you know I'm coming to fuck up the crowd Any how, got ya hands down might as well have yo pants down
plans Hold me down with your heat if my shit jams Stop to think, Asbet stops your bank You need the mean gats to set it, pop your tank I fears none, a
[man and woman talking on phone] [Chorus x2: Devin the Dude] There's no double you You might just have to ex, out your problems Tell my why, and pretend
wit' C-muthafuckin' Murder, Q.B., Gotti, and Mr. Magic When we hit 'em we hit 'em hard u heard me [chorus x2: Fiend] Don't cry now Nigga, don't wine
terrorize everything in sight And never scared to book em when you get uptight [VERSE 3: Johny C] Now I'm the prince of rhyme, and all of you cry And
s a motherfucking joke Wicky-wicky-wack, that's what I said Now a wacked assed bitch got a nine to her head Don't lay back, and start to cry It's a hell
t explain it I'm the last brother you wanna fuck over, cause that ain't why But nigga yo momma, daddy yo sister even the dawgs gotta die I'm training the fish tank
cent check from McDonald's Bitch I'm the line through the "t" and the dot on the "i" I'm the motherfuckin' crocodile tears when you cry I'm the lightning
in ain't no turnin' back Lay yo' ass over seas Might as well handle your business There's no overcome to this shit Be on yo' Ps and Qs nigga Don't cry
Specialist, you testin this, the best of this The more you might wanna diss My tank says No Limit bitch [Fiend] [Chorus] [Mia X] Four star major general, bitch of the tank
mine [Chorus x2] [Tank] Nobody cry for me Cuz I, wanna see you smile for me When I die, look through my window, to the soul Tell me if you see Tank
man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all! The princess is having a royal ball If you can rap, also dress fresh You might
The ever-nappy crew setting the mood I raise my fuel for my firm attitude Walking through the streets with my war cry spear Certain folks know it means
mouth It done happened already, you know I'm coming to fuck up the crowd Any how, got ya hands down might as well have yo pants down Bout this Bout
Hold me down with your heat if my shit jams Stop to think, Asbet stops your bank You need the mean gats to set it, pop your tank I fears none, a damn
you live in a glass house You might die in a big earthquake And end up with a stone in your mouth I felt like kicking out when my boyfriend made me cry
a man Surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew He said, "Hear ye, hear ye, come one, come all The princess is having a royal ball If you can rap also dress fresh You might
