GANGSTAS DON'T CRY

Ah, po po po ya poo, po po po ya pooo, po po po ya poo ya poo Ah, po po po ya poo, po po po ya pooo, po po po ya poo ya pooo DAMN! You callin' your cousin talkin' about me sayin' the good things and the bad things And your following goin' up on the main damn shame Damn, how do I know that? I be stalkin' her page every day 24/7, 7 days a week, oh shit, I'm crazy You talkin' to niggas, you callin' them homeboys, mmkay, I guess so On they mind is pretty shawty that they wanna f*ck, should've known They can look better than me, I don't give a f*ck, hell no They can dress better than me, I don't give a f*ck, hell no We besties though That's that shit, you hit me Every time we on the phone I got ten reasons on why I say that I love you faithfully You had that nigga call you my lady, oh shit, that hurt me Man, I kept the P, I didn't say nothin Cause we friends, cause we besties, oh shit, keep it pushin Now my voice crackin', cuz I wanna cry But I can't show that side of me, gangstas don't cry Look, gangstas don't cry Look, gangstas don't cry Gangstas don't cry I told you that I love you, ain't no fuckin' lie You met my peoples, I met your peoples, oh shit, we locked in I could talk to you for hours, tell you things I don't mention And I'm jokin' here, you Harley Queen, you miss crash out And I'm Mr. Crashout, we got a lot in common Got a lot in common Got a lot in common Gangstas don't cry