Luyện nghe bài hát The Lane

The lane, half heart, half money
Ain't smilin', ain't nothin' funny
the risk, raise the profit
And nobody stop it
Unless your game's
So don't sleep

The lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't funny
Raise the risk, raise the
And can't stop it
Unless game's weak
So player sleep

The streets crawl with ill niggas on the
Goin' hand in hand, leanin' in and out of
Pumpin' crack dreams to crack for a fee
dream is to re-up to a ki

Cops watch the of dope through a telescope
Snitches in the game, the young G's names
Bitches on the of the hustlers on the block
from gee to gee, similar to a flea

Suck the blood out or in this the dough
with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and off to grand mama
The ain't done, she still lives for the drama

Lookin' for baller to hit and never call her
All in vain in the lane
A new crew of hookers on the from up north
Vice cops, they watch 'em stroll and forth

They a pay-off
Or a job just to lay off
The no joke
Yo, you players stay

A ghetto garage a nice laboratory
PCP and crystal meth, wars of
End of story, watch my back myself
Or they'll find my body layin' on a coroner shelf
It's the

The fast lane, half heart, half
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin'
the risk, raise the profit
And can't stop it
Unless your game's
So baby sleep
(It's the lane)

The lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't funny
the risk, raise the profit
And can't stop it
Unless your weak
So player, don't

Gees take the game on the road to
all sold out on baking soda
Gang bangers start to understand the game fast
Kidnap the dealers for the ransom cash

Gotta represent, what you say you are, that's a
Feds got a device on your car
That made you easy to follow to Denver,
you had, 12, now you got a L

Crack babies born in the cryin'
Drive-by can't end, kids are dyin'
The cream is the ultimate goal, to roll
Till my flow's mega, baller not a beggar

Bitches workin' plastic with the fake
in the lane, stackin' up G's
Chop shops taggin' up Benzes and
Crack spots full kilos in beakers

Damn, the game's than shit, don't slip
'Cause bet life there'll be another hustler
yo grip
It's the

The fast lane, half heart, half
nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the
And nobody stop it
Unless your weak
So baby don't
(It's the lane)

The fast lane, half heart, half
Ain't nobody smilin', nothin' funny
Raise the risk, the profit
And can't nobody it
Unless your weak
So player, don't

Brother on parole need a quick lick to up
The score bad, now he's back stuck
Bitches niggas up jacked and waxed
Small-time workers weight in a g ride Lac

Don't talk on cellular, your phone is tapped
check the rear view, there's no turnin' back
It's the lane, now in it, hit the gas and mash
Through the land of the hoes and cash

and robbers, hustlers and clockers
Everybody'll squeal, the L or the deal
Yo, spin the wheel for the cops, a meal
Tailor suits boots make the fly hoes kneel

But if you miss, my friend, guess you win
A one-way ticket to the state pen
It's the you chose, you fill your shit, ride Rolls
High-priced clothes, fuckin' hoes

goes
There's no limit, mash
The cops be there
you crash

The lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't funny
Raise the risk, raise the
And can't stop it
Unless your weak
So baby don't

The fast lane, heart, half money
Ain't smilin', ain't nothin' funny
the risk, raise the profit
And can't stop it
Unless game's weak
So player sleep