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

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

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

Cops the influx of dope through a telescope
Snitches in the game, the young G's names
Bitches on the jock of the on the block
Jump from gee to gee, similar to a

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

Lookin' for another baller to hit and call her
All in vain life in the
A new crew of hookers on the track from up
Vice cops, they watch 'em stroll back and

They take a
Or a job just to lay off
The lane's no
Yo, you players broke

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

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

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

Gees take the game on the road to
all sold out on baking soda
Gang bangers to understand the dope 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 to follow to Denver, Colorado
you had, 12, now you got a L

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

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

Damn, the quicker than shit, don't slip
'Cause bet your life there'll be hustler
Checkin' yo
the lane

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

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

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

talk on your cellular, your phone is tapped
Don't check the rear view, there's no turnin'
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
squeal, take the L or the deal
Yo, the wheel for the cops, you're a meal
Tailor gator boots make the fly hoes kneel

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

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

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

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