![]() ‘cause I'm fuckin' his secretary I black out and start cussin', bust 'em and touch 'em all They panic, and bitches duckin', I rush 'em and fuck 'em all I'll probably be an old man before I understand Why I have to live my life with pistols close at hand Kidnapped my homie's sister, cut her face up bad They even raped her, so we blazed they pad Automatic shots rang out, on every block They puttin' hits out on politicians, even cops I ain't lyin', they got me sleepin' with my infrared beams And in my dreams I hear motherfuckers screamin' What is the meanin' when thugs cry? ![]() When thugs cry Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my guns to keep If I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take Got us dyin' When thugs cry, times is hard Born thuggin', and lovin' the way I came up Big money clutchin', bustin' while evadin' cocaine busts My pulse rushin', semi clutchin' into insanity They shot at my cousin, now we bustin' at they whole family The coppers wanna see me buried, I ain't worried I got a line on the D.A. ![]()
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