Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Convikt
Ross, C's

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

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

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

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

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

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 of crime
be on my best behavior
You see my rep's bigger
But still that ***
Bustin' at them haters
But only if you cross that

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

I'm low on funds, I'ma load 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 tennis ***, I'm progetic

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

If you ever that line
I guarantee you there'll be to save ya
I got a whole 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 gettin'
But that same ***
Bustin' at them haters
But only if you that line

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

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

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

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

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

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

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