Chingy

Chingy - A Shoulder songtekst

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i got a shoulda to cry on when ya hurt

right afta you done did yo mutha fuckin dirt

the time ain't not fit the crime

but suicide's not the key

reachin out to my brothas an othas jus like me



somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me 

i'll be right there where you neeeeed



sometimes i feel stressed out but (they ain?) drinkin quarts

keep mah chest out

many ways of the world keep me swirled on what's the best route

maybe i died young and cookin provide none 

plenty hustle for fake not to own an ride, dumb

the world is all game do small thangs get small change

lace up ya shoes make moves an let ya balls hang

too many sit back an say how did he git that

the first to have they hand out but last to have they shit crack

without a warnin, you could die tonight an be widout a mournin

the sun don't shine all the time nigga widout a stormin

smokin to maintain tryin to come up off knot

a damn thang, its a damn shame its fun to get done in this damn game

so i cry on to get my high on 

and the prize but i got my eye on do for self what i rely on shows



i got a shoulda to cry on when ya hurt

right afta you done did yo mutha fuckin dirt

the time ain't not fit the crime

but suicide's not the key

reachin out to my brothas an othas jus like me



stop the pain, please lord, try ta stop the pain

police out to get us

no way they could stop the game

got capone, talk to em on prom night

said he need some herb, tell em stay calm right

i feelin side effects his olda brotha engaged 

the cell jail tells sorry for not sendin no mail ale

van gogh wus up wit ja boy fos up

hit 9 times ima rhyme fo miss blatant crimes

yall know what yall be doin

play the role of a g

word out ta git ya

a century no history

the penitentiary not meant for me so i can't go

not meant for you you chose to go but times move slow

don't ever see me it's gettin older, behold the

sorrow tomorrow i got a shoulda

man so what you think they in thurr an we out hurr is gravy

you crazy

the population reslavery

did i forget to rhyme i didn't try to

my partner (cuffs me?) down to die too an ride through

let ya time pass then i will go home

i might be open but i hope i ain't goin capone



i got a shoulda to cry on when ya hurt

right afta you done did yo mutha fuckin dirt

the time ain't not fit the crime

but suicide's not the key

reachin out to my brothas an othas jus like me



somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me 

i'll be right there where you neeeeed



somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me 

i'll be right there where you neeeeed



i'm right here in yo face wid a lendin hand

prison brings the bitch out the toughest man

but you try not to show it, claimin you claustrophobic

convicted can't kick it an when the lights cut off you know it

and gang bangas gettin played out some niggas can't let go

an sit up in they cell laid out

yo life's a constant lesson and everything you wanna do you gotta ask permission

hated to where you livin ima drink it (all for dark?) down to the suds

i got green leaves for (thick stuff?) when i roll up buds

an get fucked up

for (brad code jack?) an others all of em black brothers

hold ya head mothafuckas

my dream is to rap and show you that i care

this song might bring you to tears but life ain't fair

just be on God's side, an pray to our law

to forgive you for your wrong doins before you die

oh why, tell me why, gotta be like this

judges holdin grudges fuck that shit

be kins instead of seekin for revenge

police ain't no beast til yo ass die in

cryin through hell less mah cell get locked

we in jail so this muthafucka gon get rocked

for rock is there a heaven for a convicted felon

ain't no muthafuckin tellin i wish i could ask my (cuz an friend jeff?)



somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me 

i'll be right there where you neeeeed



somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me 

i'll be right there where you neeeeed



somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me 

i'll be right there where you neeeeed



somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me 

i'll be right there where you neeeeed



somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me 

i'll be right there where you neeeeed



somebody lend me a shoulda to cryyyy on

lay ya head on me 

i'll be right there where you neeeeed



somebody lend me a shoulda
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