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

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

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

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

Cops watch the influx of dope a telescope
Snitches in the game, give the young G's
Bitches on the jock of the hustlers on the
Jump gee to gee, similar to a flea

Suck the blood out or in case the dough
Roll the blow till considered a hoe
are born and pawned off to grand mama
The ain't done, she still lives for the drama

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

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

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

The fast lane, half heart, half
Ain't nobody smilin', nothin' funny
the risk, raise 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', ain't nothin'
Raise the risk, raise the
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 start to understand the dope game fast
Kidnap the drug dealers for the cash

Gotta represent, you say you are, that's a star
got a homin' device on your car
That you easy 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 flow's mega, not a beggar

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

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

The fast lane, half heart, half
nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, the profit
And can't nobody it
Unless your weak
So baby sleep
(It's the lane)

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

Brother on parole need a quick lick to up
The score went bad, now back stuck
Bitches niggas up jacked and waxed
Small-time workers weight in a g ride Lac

Don't talk on your cellular, phone is tapped
Don't check the rear view, there's no turnin'
It's the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and
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 boots the fly hoes kneel

But if you miss, my friend, guess 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
There's no limit, mash
The cops will be
you crash

The fast lane, heart, half 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

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 don't sleep