Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

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

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

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

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

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

If you ever cross 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 gettin' bigger
But still same ***
Bustin' shots at haters
But only if you cross that

Don't cross that
Hopin' that you don't cross 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
in bed, she just hope I'm done
See the priest, then the *** gon' come

Open up a drum, I'm eatin' crumbs
Got credit, got *** debit
Walk in the 40-40, score, bet it
Four 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 got 'em, they just like business

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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