Luyện nghe bài hát The Lane (E.V.A. Remix)

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

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

The streets crawl with ill niggas on the
Goin' hand in hand, in and out of sedans
Pumpin' dreams to crack fiends for a fee
Their dream is to to a ki

watch the influx of dope through a telescope
Snitches in the game, give the G's names
Bitches on the jock of the on the block
Jump from gee to gee, to a flea

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

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

take a pay-off
Or a job just to lay off
The lane's no
Yo, you players stay

A ghetto garage makes a laboratory
PCP and crystal meth, wars of
End of story, gotta my back myself
Or else they'll my body layin' on a coroner shelf
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 baby sleep
(It's the lane)

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

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

Gotta represent, what you say you are, that's a
Feds got a homin' device on car
made you easy to follow to Denver, Colorado
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 goal, gots to roll
Till my flow's mega, baller not a beggar

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

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

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

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

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

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

and robbers, hustlers and clockers
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 to the federal state pen
It's the lane you chose, you your shit, ride Rolls
High-priced clothes, baddest fuckin'

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

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