| Song | Stop Crying |
| Artist | 50 Cent |
| Album | Still On Top |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| They say they do it, like I do it with no mask on | |
| Nigga, get the fuck outta line, you getting blast on | |
| Jesus let the weak roam the Earth without a purpose. | |
| I’ll stomp ya fucking head til it’s under the surface | |
| Now I need you to get it through ya bloodclot head | |
| ‘Fore I put a bullet through ya bloodclot dreads | |
| These niggas ain't made of the same shit I’m made of | |
| I Double click for my man if he needs a favour | |
| I let a nigga slide he came back and almost shot me | |
| And he was thinking I was scared, nah nigga not me | |
| You don’t understand I was raised by the vultures | |
| Still laughing like hyenas in the crib full of roaches | |
| Call grandmami mommy cause mommy already dead | |
| Daddy been missin’ since I was a little kid | |
| Now who dared go there playin’ games with the orphan | |
| They know my pedigree test me I’mma off ‘em | |
| [Hook (x2)] | |
| Stop the bloodclot crying | |
| The kids, the dog, everybody dying, no lying | |
| Don’t cry, dry ya eyes | |
| Don’t cry, dry ya eyes | |
| That first body drop, we just getting started, death come in three’s | |
| Ar15, M16, semi-automatic, murder machine | |
| Wave that, blaze that, give a nigga wings | |
| When that blade enter flesh it’s an emergency | |
| Ya love leak, heart open call the surgery | |
| Feels like my last girlfriend I lost her | |
| On second thought I know just where I left her, the alter | |
| See, I’m at an advantage I don’t care about tomorrow | |
| Find out that I ain't frontin’ when then patience start to fall | |
| You know attempted murder was the case that they gave me | |
| 9 bullet wounds know, now I’m half crazy | |
| What is that a tear I see forming in ya eye | |
| Why are you so frightened we’re all gonna die | |
| You can say a prayer when I’m coming like the reaper | |
| Staring through that sight on the top of my heater | |
| [Hook] |
| They say they do it, like I do it with no mask on | |
| Nigga, get the fuck outta line, you getting blast on | |
| Jesus let the weak roam the Earth without a purpose. | |
| I' ll stomp ya fucking head til it' s under the surface | |
| Now I need you to get it through ya bloodclot head | |
| ' Fore I put a bullet through ya bloodclot dreads | |
| These niggas ain' t made of the same shit I' m made of | |
| I Double click for my man if he needs a favour | |
| I let a nigga slide he came back and almost shot me | |
| And he was thinking I was scared, nah nigga not me | |
| You don' t understand I was raised by the vultures | |
| Still laughing like hyenas in the crib full of roaches | |
| Call grandmami mommy cause mommy already dead | |
| Daddy been missin' since I was a little kid | |
| Now who dared go there playin' games with the orphan | |
| They know my pedigree test me I' mma off ' em | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Stop the bloodclot crying | |
| The kids, the dog, everybody dying, no lying | |
| Don' t cry, dry ya eyes | |
| Don' t cry, dry ya eyes | |
| That first body drop, we just getting started, death come in three' s | |
| Ar15, M16, semiautomatic, murder machine | |
| Wave that, blaze that, give a nigga wings | |
| When that blade enter flesh it' s an emergency | |
| Ya love leak, heart open call the surgery | |
| Feels like my last girlfriend I lost her | |
| On second thought I know just where I left her, the alter | |
| See, I' m at an advantage I don' t care about tomorrow | |
| Find out that I ain' t frontin' when then patience start to fall | |
| You know attempted murder was the case that they gave me | |
| 9 bullet wounds know, now I' m half crazy | |
| What is that a tear I see forming in ya eye | |
| Why are you so frightened we' re all gonna die | |
| You can say a prayer when I' m coming like the reaper | |
| Staring through that sight on the top of my heater | |
| Hook |
| They say they do it, like I do it with no mask on | |
| Nigga, get the fuck outta line, you getting blast on | |
| Jesus let the weak roam the Earth without a purpose. | |
| I' ll stomp ya fucking head til it' s under the surface | |
| Now I need you to get it through ya bloodclot head | |
| ' Fore I put a bullet through ya bloodclot dreads | |
| These niggas ain' t made of the same shit I' m made of | |
| I Double click for my man if he needs a favour | |
| I let a nigga slide he came back and almost shot me | |
| And he was thinking I was scared, nah nigga not me | |
| You don' t understand I was raised by the vultures | |
| Still laughing like hyenas in the crib full of roaches | |
| Call grandmami mommy cause mommy already dead | |
| Daddy been missin' since I was a little kid | |
| Now who dared go there playin' games with the orphan | |
| They know my pedigree test me I' mma off ' em | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Stop the bloodclot crying | |
| The kids, the dog, everybody dying, no lying | |
| Don' t cry, dry ya eyes | |
| Don' t cry, dry ya eyes | |
| That first body drop, we just getting started, death come in three' s | |
| Ar15, M16, semiautomatic, murder machine | |
| Wave that, blaze that, give a nigga wings | |
| When that blade enter flesh it' s an emergency | |
| Ya love leak, heart open call the surgery | |
| Feels like my last girlfriend I lost her | |
| On second thought I know just where I left her, the alter | |
| See, I' m at an advantage I don' t care about tomorrow | |
| Find out that I ain' t frontin' when then patience start to fall | |
| You know attempted murder was the case that they gave me | |
| 9 bullet wounds know, now I' m half crazy | |
| What is that a tear I see forming in ya eye | |
| Why are you so frightened we' re all gonna die | |
| You can say a prayer when I' m coming like the reaper | |
| Staring through that sight on the top of my heater | |
| Hook |