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letra de when thugs cry - young wiz

[chorus]
how can you just leave me standing
livin in a world thats so cold
life on the streets is demanding
so, this is what it sounds like when thugs cry

[verse 1]
agony of a young brother, will it take you under
bust heats on the streets, it sounds like thunder
the only way you keep your life you run for cover
worst days of your time you lost your mother
rugged and rude so you get with a crew
puttin money in your pockets now you think they true
rob and k!ll dis is what you gotta do, 20 to life now you feelin’ real blue
when you get locked down the simple things you miss
fightin’ every day so you ball your fist
take da pain away, you wanna slit your wrist
but you hear a voice sayin’ don’t do this
all the lives you took away you wish you could apologize
wanna hear the truth instead of hearin’ the lies
you see the cats in the chair ready to fry
and this is what it sounds like when these thugs cry

[chorus]
how can you just leave me standing
livin in a world thats so cold
life on the streets is demanding
so, this is what it sounds like when thugs cry

[verse 2]
commin’ thru the block man think you hot
everything bullet proof so you can’t get shot
bottle full of bub so you pop the top
everybody say your best friends is the cops
watch what you say kid need to stop
time is movin fast can’t stop the clock
but ya flash 50 g’s yeah you got a knot
also 20 g’s is on your drop
got fame for a miniute now you think your pac
new york locked down so you want the crown
got haters everywhere gone flash the frown
you and your whole crew y’all is some clowns
before it’s all over you gots to go down
wanna go all out swing the fo pound
don’t realize you could be h-ll bound
movin’ state to state and town to town

[chorus]
how can you just leave me standing
livin in a world thats so cold
life on the streets is demanding
so, this is what it sounds like when thugs cry

[verse 3]
yo it sound like drops when its pourin’ rain
tears sound like shots when you feel the pain
it was murder in the first degree, the first to be
my dawg on the street he was close to me
yo, it hurts me to my heart we devided by these walls
no money my books so we can’t get a call
send a kite to the homies they don’t write back
then you tell the homies they ain’t real, they don’t like that
fellas gettin’ sl!ck with the mouth and wanna fight back
we can take it out to the yard if you like that
sometimes i gotta laugh to keep from dying, y’all
sometimes i gotta smile to keep from cryin y’all, for real

[chorus]
how can you just leave me standing
livin in a world thats so cold
life on the streets is demanding
so, this is what it sounds like when thugs cry

- young wiz

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