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State property music
Uh, holla, uh, yeah

When you hear the song, will you cry?
(Feel me)
(Uh, it's all real, baby)
'Cause you know you wrong, will you cry?
(You know you wrong)
Will you cry?
(Holla)

Yo, say hello to Mr. Ain't gon' be s***
(Sup)
Get a job, get your kids somethin' for easter
Knowin’ I just came home, ain't got nothin' to eat with
B**** outta line, hoe been drove me outta my mind
She like, I shoulda knew before I lay down and slept with him
(Slept with him)

Now, she wish that she could sleep with him
(Sleep with him)
Take a stroll with him, wanna creep with him
(With him)
Roll with him and turn to a freak on him
(With him)

Ain’t have no patience with him when the ceilin’ leaked on him
Creeped on him but I’m a boss, baby, you crossed the line
No orders, go rock to hit all your girls
From the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin'
Killin’ the world, holla

When you hear the song, will you cry?
(Make you won't cry, don't it)
'Cause you know you wrong, will you cry
(It's all good baby, don't even worry about it)

When you hear the song, will you cry?
(Life goes on ya know)
(But I got some others issues, the address but it ain't about you)
'Cause you know you wrong, will you cry?
(Uh)

I ain’t big but scrap you dead wrong
Ya’ll coulda scrapped it out
He was never known for shootin’ the toola packin’ the chrome
He was known for shootin’ the hoops up

Little hustle nigga grind to get his jeans and boots up
At the summer league game D game rough
And the summer heat had ya’ll niggas feelin’ like ya’ll so damn tough
Wrong words, couple of shoves, park full of hoes

Had his hands all in your mug
How could you roll with pride in your way?
You drove with your .38 to the place where he stay
Said, “Say, hi to the pearly gates and scrolls”

Now, I pop beers reminisce with your bro
You can’t make it to the show
And niggas make it to the jail
Shed a tear

When you hear the song, will you cry
(It's f***** up man)
'Cause you know you wrong, will you cry?
(How you go out then you locked up)

(How you run around a lie)
When you hear the song, will you cry?
(Can you dig?)
'Cause you know your wrong, will you cry?
(But I got one more person to address
I ain’t forget about you ol’ girl, I remember)

Oh look, who could it be? Ms. Lee
You know this nigga aint kiddin’
Think harder, Freeway L.Pridgen
S***, you used to tell me make me wanna work harder
At gettin’ crack spots, sent me to prison

Said, I’m never gonna be a thang
So I listened and skipped school
Had them thing distributed
F*** class, on the block all day

My science was choppin’, baggin’, dividin’, addin’, the math
How my teacher gonna tell me, I’m dumb
Had me feelin’ like a sore thumb, clown of the class
(Uh)

I got graded most hated with guns but now I made it to the life
Couldn't make it to the class, if this nigga chew your ear
That’s an oh for you to hear, kiss my ass

When you hear the song, will you cry?
'Cause you know your wrong, will you cry?
(You know you wrong)
When you hear the song, ill you cry?
(Feel me)
'Cause you know you wrong, will you cry?

This is dedicated to all, all the m*********** out there
You, you, and you mothefucker who did something wrong
All y'all niggas out there, what else y'all gon' do something

(The ignorants)
Or there is something wrong right now
You know you wrong
(Don't you cry)