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Juvenile( Terius Gray )
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Betcha I Don't Cry No More
Southern Smoke Southern Smoke you motherfucker you
Betcha I don't cry no more Betcha I don't cry no more Betcha I don't cry no more Betcha I don't cry no more Betcha betcha betcha I don't cry no more Betcha I don't cry no more Betcha I don't cry no more
At seven years old I had my first fight It was with a bully, but over my bike He was like let me take a ride You wanna go wait inside See I was young But I wasn't trying to get jacked Last week he took Joe's bike and he never come back I'll be damned if I get played like that So I stood him off Then he put his hand on my handlebars I rolled my fist and I started swinging Yea I was crying to screaming Scared to death but better yet I landed 'bout six shots He fell dead on his ass, shit stopped I bet you know what time it is now, tic tock My knuckle's bled, I got blood on my wrist watch It was a murder Alfred Hitchcock Running 'round like this the Daytona pit stop
Sticks and stones may break your bones But words will never hurt you And if you lie or steal If he steal your kill Then patience is a virtue Sticks and stones may break your bones But words will never hurt you And if you lie or steal If he steal your kill Then patience is a virtue
In the year of '98 I lost my brother and my father And my grandfather Life got harder So I just suck it up and open up a new carter Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Seven years later Carter hit my water So I ate that too I had to grind a little smarter Mama need a house to slim down her new daughter Slim couldn't land a job in the eight for three years Stressed him out real bad Broke him down into tears Talking man you better see me Cause I'm always on the road And even if we go home I still am always on the go No other than my little Shorty says she 'bout to let me go But you know me or the more be I gotta go and get the zone And the fans keep axing 'bout skipping juvy I say we rack together and we making movie And half of the world hate it The other half love it But who the fuck cares? Two tears in the bucket
Sticks and stones may break your bones But words will never hurt you And if you lie or steal If he steal your kill Then patience is a virtue Sticks and stones may break your bones But words will never hurt you And if you lie or steal If he steal your kill Then patience is a virtue
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Sothern Smoke
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