Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

If you ever that line
I you there'll be nothin' to save ya
I got a whole bunch of
Ready to the trigga
And we all for paper

Comin' from a life of
Tryna be on my behavior
You see my rep's gettin'
But still same ***
Bustin' at them haters
But only if you cross line

I was in the ***
But what made it worse, first is a packed house
brother knowin' life illegal
No toys, playin' wit pipes and needles

I'm gon' find knights and
on the paint just so life will see ya
Green for the free lunch
Now his green cards scream larger seats crush

Big *** for the side
Try me teach his momma homicide
I see his momma eyes
I done cried 20 years now I'm dry

If you cross that line
I you there'll be nothin' to save ya
I got a bunch of gorillas
Ready to the trigga
And we all for that

Comin' from a of crime
be on my best behavior
You see my rep's bigger
But still that ***
Bustin' shots at haters
But only if you cross line

Don't cross that
Hopin' that you cross that line
Don't that line
Baby, don't that line

When I'm low on funds, I'ma up
Slap ya in the head open one
in bed, she just hope I'm done
See the voodoo priest, then the *** gon'

up a drum, I'm eatin' Oprah crumbs
Got poor credit, got ***
Walk in the 40-40, score, bet it
tennis chains ***, I'm progetic

But the 4 pellets getcha prosthetics
If you get it, just don't let it
A life sentence is a sentence
All my homies got 'em, they like business

If you ever cross that
I you there'll be nothin' to save ya
I got a whole bunch of
Ready to pull the
And we all for paper

Comin' from a life of
Tryna be on my behavior
You see my gettin' bigger
But still same ***
shots at them haters
But if you cross that line

Don't cross that
Hopin' you don't cross that line
Don't that line
Baby, don't cross line

Don't push me, I ***
You 'Would be killas', is 'Could be'
The last minute of last breath
I'm the last entrance right before your last

a *** papa, my block gotta
Cross the line, pay the fine, cop
No matter age, creed or color
Can't cut it, choppin' through the butter

Critics wonder will I last
Even I showed my *** on my last song
I gets my on, no mask on
Ross, baby, it'll be a sad song

If you cross that line
I guarantee you be nothin' to save ya
I got a whole of gorillas
to pull the trigga
And we all for that

from a life of crime
Tryna be on my behavior
You see my rep's bigger
But still same ***
Bustin' shots at haters
But only if you that line

Don't that line
Hopin' you don't cross that line
cross that line
Baby, don't cross line