Luyện nghe bài hát A Thin Line

Your of a thug nigga
Is
Your hung my nigga
Lines were

You sided with the judge I ain't a
I love squellers, that's me
You the audacity to talk like you real
Nigga you fold pressure, my life is real

You your soul to detectives, I could get you murdered
But you dying a slow death you told yet
The truth came to light you a nigga
You helped the D.A.'s case, my

your life, I hate the side of your face, nigga
Only a fake nigga respect you
You went against the cause and signed
The signatures yours, that bullshit, pardon me

Sammy, the
Take the stand the fam
Should have kept it real, you put your in ya hand
I guess the way it was planned

There's a thin between love and hate and you crossed it
You had respect around the way and you it
If a coward a thousand deaths, how you gon' live?
Nigga you get no

Death before
You sacrificed your breath so respect a nigga power in
I get you hit up in the
I'm a nigga, I walk the streets with pride
I'm the truth, you a lie

You a part-time prosecutor, time hosa
I right rhymes with greatness, you statements nigga
And think the streets know
Tssk, yo, it was all good a week ago

How could you live being the D.A.'s witness
And knowing ya names with snitches?
You could pray for forgiveness, fact you a stool pigeon
nothing you can do nigga, might I mention

Only a bitch would to get a lighter sentence
Take it like a man, nigga, like official prints and cornbread
I'm a you deserve a bullet in ya head, nigga

There's a thin line between love and hate and you it
You had respect around the way and you it
If a coward dies a deaths how you gon' live?
Nigga, you get no

Uhh, I'm tired of you coming through like justifiable
I once you, you rap bastard
no need to explain, you not my man
Everytime you give me five, I my hands

What nigga, M E G A bitch tell the D.A.
I move in three days not the grindin'
What polluted ya mind, was it alluded
My words are yours ruin lives

You a disgrace to ya race, I'm to mine
All my doggs doing time, no before I side the law
I rather ride the fours and deprive you of your, coward existence
You probably send ya momma to prison to beat a sentence,

There's a thin between love and hate and you crossed it
You had respect the way and you lost it
If a coward dies a thousand deaths how you gon'
Nigga, you get no