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

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

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

The streets with ill niggas on the block
Goin' hand in hand, in and out of sedans
Pumpin' crack dreams to crack for a fee
Their is to re-up to a ki

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

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

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

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

A ghetto makes a nice laboratory
PCP and meth, wars of glory
End of story, gotta my back myself
Or else they'll find my body layin' on a coroner
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 your weak
So baby sleep
(It's the lane)

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

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

represent, what you say you are, that's a star
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 cryin'
Drive-by can't end, kids are dyin'
The cream is the ultimate goal, gots to
Till my cash flow's mega, not a beggar

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

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

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

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

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

Don't talk on your cellular, your is tapped
Don't check the rear view, no turnin' back
It's the lane, now in it, hit the gas and mash
Through the 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, a meal
Tailor suits gator make the fly hoes kneel

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

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

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

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