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

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

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

The streets crawl ill niggas on the block
Goin' in hand, leanin' 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, the young G's names
Bitches on the jock of the hustlers on the
Jump from gee to gee, 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 ain't done, she still for the drama

Lookin' for 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 watch 'em 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, of glory
End of story, gotta my back myself
Or else they'll find my body layin' on a shelf
It's the

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 don't sleep
(It's the lane)

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

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

Gotta represent, what you say you are, that's a
Feds got a device on your car
That made you easy to follow to Denver,
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 ultimate goal, to roll
Till my cash mega, baller not a beggar

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

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

The fast lane, half heart, money
Ain't smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the
And nobody stop it
your game's weak
So baby don't
(It's 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
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, phone is tapped
Don't check the rear view, there's no back
It's the lane, now in it, hit the gas and mash
Through the land of the hardcore hoes and

Jackers and robbers, hustlers and
squeal, take the L or the deal
Yo, spin the for the cops, you're a meal
Tailor suits gator 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
High-priced clothes, fuckin' hoes

Anything
There's no limit, just
The cops will be
you crash

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

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