Lyrics Song Cry - Moneygangdeedee
Shots
rang
on
my
block
it
was
going
insane
yeah
Heard
it
was
big
bro
i
was
losing
my
brain
yeah
Thinking
bout
popping
a
perk
im
going
through
pain
yeah
My
mama
she
don't
the
beemer
nomore
she
just
want
the
range
now
I
been
in
the
trap
all
day
yea
My
youngin
he
keepin
the
strap
all
day
He
airin
it
out
broad
day
He
keepin
that
iron
Nigga
play
tough
he
might
up
it
and
fire
it
but
Still
gone
run
from
them
sirens
yea
Ya
body
gone
drip
like
designer
Light
yo
ass
up
like
the
flick
of
a
lighter
When
i
pull
out
the
whip
ima
burn
out
the
tires
I
never
needed
nobody
yea
Bitch
i
been
poppin
yea
I
had
the
hoes
on
my
body
yea
All
on
my
Tommy's
yea
Been
wit
da
killers
and
robbers
Ever
seen
a
50
round
drum
on
a
gun
Every
made
moves
with
a
nigga
on
the
run
Nah
nah
nah
nah
nah
You
wasnt
there
nah
You
wasnt
there
nah
nah
nah
nah
You
wasnt
there
Nah
nah
you
wasnt
there
nah
nah
nah
Shots
rang
on
my
block
it
was
going
insane
yeah
Heard
it
was
big
bro
i
was
losing
my
brain
yeah
Thinking
bout
popping
a
perk
im
going
through
pain
yeah
My
mama
she
don't
the
beemer
nomore
she
just
want
the
range
now
And
ever
since
bro
lost
his
mom
we
just
ain't
been
playing
no
games
now
Pain
make
hits
i
swear
Pouring
our
hearts
out
in
here
yea
Wishing
my
granny
was
still
here
Cause
next
years
our
year
And
i
was
sposed
to
getchu
that
crib
yea
Man
they
dont
know
just
how
i
feel
yea
Holidays
don't
even
feel
real
nah
Shots
rang
on
my
block
it
was
going
insane
yeah
Heard
it
was
big
bro
i
was
losing
my
brain
yeah
Thinking
bout
popping
a
perk
im
going
through
pain
yeah
My
mama
she
don't
the
beemer
nomore
she
just
want
the
range
now
Shots
rang
on
my
block
it
was
going
insane
yeah
Heard
it
was
big
bro
i
was
losing
my
brain
yeah
Thinking
bout
popping
a
perk
im
going
through
pain
yeah
My
mama
she
don't
the
beemer
nomore
she
just
want
the
range
now
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