Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Convikt
Ross, C's

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

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

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

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

Big *** for the side
Try me I'ma his momma homicide
I see his momma 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 whole bunch of
Ready to pull the
And we all for that

Comin' a life of crime
be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin'
But still that ***
Bustin' shots at them
But only if you cross line

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Don't push me, I ***
You 'Would be killas', is 'Could be'
The last 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 you're age, creed or color
Can't cut it, stay through the butter

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

If you cross that line
I you there'll be nothin' 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 bigger
But that same ***
Bustin' at them haters
But if you cross that line

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