Luyện nghe bài hát The Lane

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

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

The crawl with ill niggas on the block
Goin' hand in hand, 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
Snitches in the game, give the G's names
on the jock of the hustlers on the block
Jump from gee to gee, similar to a

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

for another baller to hit and never call her
All in life in the lane
A new crew of hookers on the track from up
Vice cops, they 'em stroll back and forth

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

A garage makes a nice laboratory
PCP and crystal meth, wars of
End of story, gotta my back myself
Or else they'll find my body layin' on a shelf
the lane

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

take the game on the road to Minnesota
Supermarket's all sold out on baking
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
got a homin' device on your car
That you easy to follow to Denver, Colorado
you had, 12, now you got a L

Crack babies in the hospitals cryin'
shootings can't end, kids are dyin'
The cream is the goal, gots to roll
Till my cash flow's mega, baller not a

Bitches plastic with the fake ID's
Life in the lane, up G's
shops taggin' up Benzes and Beamers
Crack spots full kilos in beakers

Damn, the quicker than shit, don't slip
bet your life there'll be another hustler
Checkin' yo
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 baby don't
(It's the lane)

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

Brother on parole need a quick 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, phone is tapped
Don't check the rear view, there's no turnin'
the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and mash
Through the land of the hardcore hoes and

Jackers and robbers, and clockers
squeal, take the L or the deal
Yo, spin the for the cops, you're a meal
Tailor suits gator boots the fly hoes kneel

But if you miss, my friend, what you win
A one-way ticket to the 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
you crash

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

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