Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

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

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

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

I'm gon' knights and regals
5000 on the just so life will see ya
Green cards for the free
Now his green cards scream than seats crush

Big *** for the other
Try me I'ma his momma homicide
I wanna see his eyes
I done 20 years now I'm runnin' dry

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

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

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

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

up a drum, I'm eatin' Oprah crumbs
Got credit, got *** debit
in the 40-40, I'ma score, bet it
Four chains ***, I'm progetic

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

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

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

Don't cross line
that you don't cross that line
Don't that line
Baby, don't that 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 your last step

Shot a *** papa, my block
Cross the line, pay the fine, cop
No matter you're age, or color
cut it, stay choppin' through the butter

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

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

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

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