Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Border (remix)

Yo, once the Mo start drippin' hoes start
'em my name Boo you know we all hittin'
But look I got 3 drinks in me stuck
And I tryna talk, I'm tryna fuck

If the pussy gets chicks, I never sweat her
I'm gettin' all the bitch, read the letter
I patterned the get a dick suck wit a gat in my hand
Bitch, it's thug passion chicks drive by in whips

They be flashin', "Do you know and Lib?"
They be askin', if the bitch wanna ask me shit, hit
just like Cancun, I'ma trip
Now niggas pissed know why? I'm the shit

If you cop a 5,
I'm gone get lights out
Most bring the bikes out ball out
on the back ass all out

I got hoes wit accents and I don't mean
My hands more bricks than Quamay's
Ice'll blind you for real dog, me
Only comfortable around Ray Charles and Stevie
So take it easy

So why don't you run the border mama?
(I'll run cross the papa)
And what will you bring me mama?
(You know what I'll you back papa)
forget
(I forget)
To me back
(To you back)

What I
(What you need)

(Tonight)
Will you run across the mama?
(I'll go cross the papa)
Mr.
(Mr. Mr.)

I the fuck you heard give me head while I drive
Bitch, I to swerve
I'll you to the airport so you can cop them birds
Now is you bout it mami? Whoa, let me

Is it the dick, the car, the looks, or the
She said, "Mostly the dough, playa I lie"
I hit once, hit her girlfriend
Ask, "When can we all get again?"

And I never love hoes that you talkin'
I party your wife, nigga you be her out
And I sat there and told you I cum in her mouth
And my connect the only reason she be down south

high for a ride dependin' who key startin'
So fuck a Jaguar cop a Martin, pardon
No talkin', Mr. say
Niggas can't they still walkin'

So why don't you run across the border
(I'll run cross the papa)
And what will you bring me back
(You know I'll bring you back papa)
forget
(I forget)
To me back
(To you back)

What I
(What you need)

(Tonight)
Will you run across the border
(I'll go cross the papa)

Hot ass is what they see Boo in
We play in C A C U N
Uh, nice wit the O flex outta
Cut a bitch off O.J. y'all ain't ready

That's why all y'all look hurt
y'all see me more Franklin's than Kirk
And I'm em wit GP thick tube socks I rock like I'm from DC
Cash as in Juvenile like BG

Top down on the Cadillac
I get street like Carlito Brigante
Dog, I tax y'all cause it to live
And still show no love like kids

I rent out homes in the hood and live across the
My car's hotter Negril while y'all walk, I wheel
Oh, your Roley go tick and tock? not real
And keep a piece around my neck I know ya deal, nigga

So why don't you run across the mama?
(I'll run cross the papa)
And what will you bring me mama?
(You what I'll bring you back papa)
forget
(I forget)
To me back
(To you back)

What I
(What you need)

(Tonight)
Will you run across the border
(I'll go cross the papa)

So why don't you run across the mama?
(I'll run the border papa)
And what will you me back mama?
(You know what I'll you back papa)
Don't
(I forget)
To bring me
(To you back)

I need
(What you need)

(Tonight)
Will you run across the mama?
(I'll go the border papa)