Luyện nghe bài hát The Lane

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

The fast lane, heart, half money
nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, the profit
And can't stop it
Unless your game's
So player sleep

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

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

Suck the blood out or in this case the
Roll with the blow till a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to grand
The bitch ain't done, she lives for the drama

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

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

A ghetto garage a nice laboratory
PCP and crystal meth, of glory
End of story, gotta watch my myself
Or else they'll my body layin' on a coroner shelf
the lane

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 game's
So baby don't
(It's the lane)

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

Gees take the on the road to Minnesota
Supermarket's all sold out on soda
Gang start to understand the dope game fast
Kidnap the drug dealers for the cash

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

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

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

Damn, the game's quicker than shit, slip
bet your life there'll be another hustler
Checkin' yo
It's the

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

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

on parole need a quick lick to come up
The score went bad, now he's back
Bitches settin' niggas up jacked and
Small-time workers movin' in a g ride Lac

Don't talk on your cellular, your is tapped
Don't check the 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
suits gator boots make the fly hoes kneel

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

Anything
no limit, just mash
The will be there
When you

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

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