Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

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 that

Comin' from a life of
be on my best behavior
You see my rep's 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 brother knowin' life
No toys, just playin' wit pipes and

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

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

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

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

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

I'm low on funds, I'ma load up
Slap ya in the head open one
African in bed, she just hope I'm
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
tennis chains ***, I'm progetic

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

If you ever cross that
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 best
You see my rep's bigger
But that same ***
Bustin' at them haters
But only if you cross line

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

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

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

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

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

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

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