Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm low on funds, I'ma load up
Slap ya in the I'ma open one
African in bed, she just hope I'm
See the priest, then the *** gon' come

Open up a drum, I'm eatin' crumbs
Got credit, got *** debit
Walk in the 40-40, score, bet it
Four tennis ***, I'm progetic

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

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

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

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

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

Shot a *** papa, my block
the line, pay the fine, cop dollar
No matter you're age, creed or
Can't cut it, choppin' through the butter

Critics wonder will I last
Even though I my *** on my last song
I gets my on, no mask on
Cross Ross, baby, be a sad song

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

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

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