Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No More Tears, artist - Eazy-E.
Date of issue: 23.01.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No More Tears |
Yeah, you know how it is |
Born ** now you payin |
Praising the devils hands |
Oh you dont know, grimm reaper is a gangsta |
And the daddy wont you, why the fuck you gone run ha? |
(laugh) |
Now we kickin back, getting blasted |
reminiscin how she looked in the cash |
Damn, my other bitch dead |
Its insane that she is gone took to the head |
Got cought in the mix |
Its sad, Im gonna miss this bitch |
She was al this |
She was al that |
Point black, baby was all fat |
Now we lay |
Put down to sleep |
Made my nigga rest in peace |
Now we kickin back, getting blasted |
Pay my respect and didnt shed a tear |
Eazy muthafucking E CPT and I am out for |
Its like *** stories in a ** world |
Ima sad story but a gangster girl |
From the plane to the train |
Fall of from a groupie, a town bitch |
Put a key up in her koochie |
And she only fucking with ballers |
Living the live |
So fine but never tought she be smoking the pipe |
And when the boyfriend is away she doing her damn thing |
Coming up show this is some cocaine |
But It aint a shame anyway |
So you know, we yo, getting guns |
Put on a nigga cuz if for a ho |
Yeah the bitch gots to go |
Step to the house, looked to the shower |
Bitch looking like a *** |
Make sure the ghost was clear |
Cock the gat, shit is servin |
Went to the door **** |
Thats the way love goes when you fucking with scandalous hos |
Semi-automatic my folks peep the scenario |
Face like a dog |
Body like a ballerina |
Caught a case in the city of pasedane |
felling me but *** |
Body fly jewels And fancy wear |
Paying with pigs, Killers and dopefiends |
Every night she with a different trick |
Yall back allays dark and Lickin on dick |
Oh shit what a wasted bitch |
Callin corner quick |
A dead body in a ditch |
Is she high? |
Ooh I hope not |
I just seen her last week at the dopespot |
Tiny was dead, What a tragedy |
But she got mad and high at the age of 3 |
Thats the way life goes in these scandalous streets |
So ima hardcore lyrics with these gansta beats |
So choose you, life or death |
Longs with breath |
Or no air in your fucking chest |
Eitherway, wheter you decide to *** |
Or decide to stay |
That muthafucka dead |
Always, I said always collect jacks made of flesh |
Yeah, yeah? |