Luyện nghe bài hát A Thin Line

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

You sided with the I ain't a hater
I love squellers, that's me
You have the audacity to talk like you
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 you a fake nigga
You the D.A.'s case, my nigga

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

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

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

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

You a part-time prosecutor, time hosa
I right rhymes with greatness, you write statements
And think the streets don't
Tssk, yo, it was all good just a ago

How could you with being the D.A.'s witness
And ya names associated with snitches?
You could pray for forgiveness, I'ma fact you a stool
Ain't you can do nigga, might I mention

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

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 live?
Nigga, you get no

Uhh, I'm tired of you coming through snitching 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 tell the D.A. bricks
I move in three days not including the
What polluted ya mind, was it alluded
My words are exulted ruin lives

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

There's a thin line 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 live?
Nigga, you get no