Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Border Remix

(Chorus)
you me to cross the border?
well come on
you want me to cross the
well on baby

(Boobonic)
They me A.J., A.K.A. Ant Jones
and aye, the AK tear bones,
seldomely ever talk over cell
or chase dudes, I choke 'em like bass
every whip, every bitch, every leather
since '88 to right now I was broke
back I was V'd up
a nut cup, problem with the price nigga? see Buck
never in line nigga, I bump
pay everybody shit just to get to the
young, did I mention Twenty
with more houses that sell Century Twenty One
cops 'cause they know we big
and ain't lock us up for that they know we did
that M clean you out like ammonia
imagine '89 Appolonia.

(Clipse)
Last name Robinson, first name
I was Cagney high and gettin' head from Lacy
'88 graffiti, chicks was still
I was a Millionaire when James was freebasin'
I paved the way, ballers how to ride today
I chopped the roof off my ride day
imagine all the I made?
used to have to pull my sun down for shade on cloudy days
they would shoot up my
I would just back through with new rims and a paint job
like a gold One-Ninety
with a side panel reading, I you to find me
c'mon, I that Night Rider, and it came with a Kit
when you put the shit in the and hit it, that was it
Ron..ahem...Heroin, excuse me
I'm from Virginia where the Southern
mind me...

(Mr. Mister)
See, it's Bucky, my jewels? husky
connects like broads, I fuck 'em but they don't me
who owe me money in the try to duck me
get split like bananas, trust me
keep it butter, call me Land 'O
got more on the streets than Cali after earthquakes
Southwest vouch for this
our teams trade off nicks (Knicks) Ewing and the draft pick
money, that was all in Eighty-Nine
locked down every block, all gravy mine
Gucci slides cost
I, pulled up in the I
and A.J. bought a
shirts, his gators was Blueberry
and this the OG's used to do
scoop every boy and treat 'em to City Blue.

(Fabolous)
It's like don't know beatbox, I was O.T. at Twelve
given a at Six, an O.Z. at Twelve
ain't nobody near the minor
was runnin' spots in both North and South Carolina
by Ninety I was already a legend
pullin' up a year in a brown Ac Legend
I ain't cop from Uptown, I by the shores
and I could go a month in Fila Valores
the way I used to with my features
I was comin' to Junior High School in better whips than the
'bout my paper, I even think 'bout the chicks
but I everything Gucci from my link to my kicks
beatbox Mike, I learned to cook as a
got knocked for attempt, the best lawyers looked at my
got at Eighteen, I took it and smiled
came home in Ninety-Two and flooded with valves
I'm back...

(Chorus)