Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Convikt
Ross, C's

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

Comin' from a life of
Tryna be on my best
You see my gettin' bigger
But still that ***
Bustin' at them haters
But only if you that line

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

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

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

If you ever cross that
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 life of
Tryna be on my behavior
You see my rep's gettin'
But that same ***
Bustin' shots at them
But only if you cross line

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

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

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

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

If you ever that line
I guarantee you there'll be to save ya
I got a whole of gorillas
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 still that ***
Bustin' shots at haters
But only if you that line

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

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

Comin' from a life of
Tryna be on my behavior
You see my rep's gettin'
But that same ***
Bustin' shots at 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 that