Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

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

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

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

I'm gon' find and regals
5000 on the paint just so will see ya
cards for the free lunch
Now his green cards scream 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 ever cross that
I guarantee you be nothin' to save ya
I got a bunch of gorillas
Ready to the trigga
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 only if you that line

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

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

Open up a drum, I'm eatin' crumbs
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 sentence is a light sentence
All my homies got 'em, just like business

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
Tryna be on my best
You see my gettin' bigger
But still same ***
Bustin' shots at them
But only if you that line

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

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

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

Critics wonder will I last
Even though I showed my *** on my last
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 the trigga
And we all for paper

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

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