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

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

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

The streets crawl with ill on the block
hand in hand, leanin' in and out of sedans
Pumpin' crack dreams to 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 young G's
Bitches on the of the hustlers on the block
Jump from gee to gee, similar to a

Suck the blood out or in this the dough
with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to 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 crew of hookers on the track from up
Vice cops, they 'em stroll back and forth

They take a
Or a blow job 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, watch my back myself
Or else they'll find my body on a coroner shelf
the lane

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

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

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

Gotta represent, you say you are, that's a star
got a homin' device on your car
That made you easy to to Denver, Colorado
you had, 12, now you got a L

Crack babies in the hospitals cryin'
Drive-by shootings can't end, kids are
The cream is the ultimate goal, to roll
Till my flow's mega, baller not a beggar

Bitches workin' plastic with the fake
Life in the lane, up G's
Chop taggin' up Benzes and Beamers
Crack boilin' full kilos in beakers

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

The lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin'
Raise the risk, raise the
And nobody stop it
Unless your weak
So baby don't
(It's the lane)

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

on parole need a quick lick to come 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, your phone is
Don't the rear view, there's no turnin' back
the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and mash
Through the land of the hardcore and cash

and robbers, hustlers and clockers
Everybody'll squeal, the L or the deal
Yo, the wheel for the cops, you're a meal
Tailor suits gator make the fly hoes kneel

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

Anything
no limit, just mash
The cops be there
When you

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

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