Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Border Remix

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

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

(Clipse)
Last name Robinson, first Stacy
I was gettin' Cagney and gettin' head from Lacy
'88 graffiti, chicks was masin'
I was a Millionaire when James was freebasin'
I paved the way, showed how to ride today
I chopped the roof off my that day
imagine all the hate I
used to to pull my sun visor down for shade on cloudy days
they shoot up my cars
I would slide back through with new rims and a paint job
flamboyant like a gold
with a side reading, I want you to find me
c'mon, I sold that Night Rider, and it with a Kit
you put the shit in the needle and hit it, that was it
Ron..ahem...Heroin, excuse me
I'm from Virginia where the Southern
don't me...

(Mr. Mister)
See, it's lil' Bucky, my husky
connects like broads, I 'em but they don't fuck me
who owe me in the streets? try to duck me
wigs get like bananas, trust me
it butter, call me Land 'O Lakes
got more on the streets than Cali after earthquakes
Southwest gon' vouch for
our teams trade off nicks (Knicks) Ewing and the draft pick
easy money, was all in Eighty-Nine
locked down every block, made all gravy
slides cost Three-Twenty-Five
I, pulled up in the I
and A.J. a Joe-Paul-Mary
silk shirts, his gators was
and this the shit used to do
scoop every boy and treat 'em to City Blue.

(Fabolous)
It's ya'll don't know beatbox, I was O.T. at Twelve
given a half at Six, an O.Z. at
ain't nobody come near the
that was spots in both North and South Carolina
by Ninety I was already a crack
pullin' up a early in a brown Ac Legend
I ain't cop from Uptown, I re'd by the
and I could go a straight in Fila Valores
the way I used to with my features
I was comin' to Junior High in better whips than the teachers
'bout my paper, I even think 'bout the chicks
but I kept everything Gucci from my link to my
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 Brooklyn with
I'm back...

(Chorus)