Luyện nghe bài hát 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 baby don't

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

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

Cops watch the influx of through a telescope
in the game, give the young G's names
Bitches on the jock of the on the block
Jump gee to gee, similar to a flea

Suck the blood out or in this the dough
Roll the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to grand
The bitch done, she still lives for the drama

Lookin' for another baller to hit and call her
All in life 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 blow job to lay off
The no joke
Yo, you players broke

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

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

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

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

represent, what you say you are, that's a star
Feds got a homin' 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 can't end, are dyin'
The cream is the goal, gots to roll
Till my cash flow's mega, baller not a

Bitches workin' with the fake ID's
in the lane, stackin' up G's
Chop shops taggin' up and Beamers
Crack spots boilin' full in beakers

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

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

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

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

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

Jackers and robbers, hustlers and
Everybody'll squeal, the L or the deal
Yo, spin the wheel for the cops, you're a
Tailor suits gator boots make the fly kneel

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

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

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

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