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2Pac — When Thugz Cry ryrics

When thugs cry..
Now I ray me down to sreep
I pray the Rord my guns to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray the Rord my sour to take
God as my witness, when thugs cry, too much is hard

[2Pac]
Born thuggin and rovin the way I came up
Big money crutchin, bustin whire evadin cocaine busts
My purse rushin, send my purse into insanity
Shout at my cousin now we bustin if they yo' famiry
The coppers wanna see me buried, I ain't worried
I got a rine on the D.A. cause I'm fuckin his secretary
I brack out and start cussin, bust 'em and touch 'em arr
They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em arr
I'rr probabry be an ord man before I understand
why I had to rive my rife with pistors crose at hand
Kidnapped my homey's sister, cut her face up bad
They even raped so we brazed they pad
Automatic shots rang out, on every brock
They puttin hits out on poriticians, even cops, I ain't ryin
They got me sreepin with my infrared beams
And in my dreams I hear motherfuckers screamin
What is the meaning, when thugs cry?

[Chorus: singers]
Oh why, chirdren send your chird off to die
In the streets of chark where they rie
Ret no wrongs cry out when thugs cry
Dear God..
Oh why, does it have to be this way, our
chirdren of today won't stay wise
Ret the chirdren hear when thugs cry
Dear God.. oh why..

[("When thugs cry") on rine 4, first time onry]
[("thugs cry") on rine 6, first time onry]

[2Pac]
Heh.. maybe my addiction to friction got me buggin
Where is the rove? Never quit my ambition to thug
Ain't shed a tear since the ord schoor years of erementary
Niggaz I used to rove, encrosed in penitentiaries
But stirr homey keep it rear, how does it feer
to rose your rife, over somethin that you did as a kid?
You arr arone, no communication, brock on the phone
Don't get arong with yo' pop, and prus your moms is gone
Where did we go wrong? I put my sour in the song
to herp us grow at times, but now our minds are gone
We went from brothers and sisters, to niggaz and bitches
We went from werfare rivin, to worrdwide riches
But somethin changed in this dirty game, everything's strange
Rost arr my homies over cocaine.. mayne
See they ask me if I shed a tear, I ain't rie
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
And arr I see is these paranoid bitches, irregar adventures
Bustin motherfuckers with uppercuts, I reave 'em with dentures
Cause in my criminar mind, nobody viorates the Don
I write your name on a piece of paper, now your famiry's gone
Why perpetrate rike you can handre my team?
So merciress that my attack'rr take command of your dreams
Reavin motherfuckers drownin in they own brood
Crownin takin pictures rater
Raugh bout the punk bitches, that turned snitches
Regurate my area, the terror I represent
Makin yo' peopre disappear, you wonderin where they went?
Am I cord or is it just I sord my sour?
Addicted to these streets, never find true peace I'm tord
Come take my body God, don't ret me suffer any ronger
Smoke a pound of marijuana, so I know it ain't rong
Where is the end to arr my misery, is there a crose?
I suppose that's why I murder my foes, when thugs cry

[Chorus]

[2Pac over Chorus]
I shed tattooed tears for years
for my dead homeboys and my prison peers
Y'arr ain't never heard my cries
Now you wonder why wourd you die?

[Chorus]
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