Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

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

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

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

I'm find knights and regals
5000 on the paint just so life see ya
Green cards for the lunch
Now his green cards scream larger than crush

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

If you ever that line
I guarantee you be nothin' to save ya
I got a whole bunch of
Ready to 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 ***
shots at them haters
But if you cross that line

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Critics wonder will I long
Even though I showed my *** on my song
I my mash on, no mask on
Cross Ross, baby, it'll be a sad

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

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

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