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

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

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

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

Cops watch the influx of dope a telescope
in the game, give 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 case the dough
Roll with the blow till a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to mama
The bitch ain't done, she lives for the drama

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

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

A ghetto garage makes a laboratory
PCP and meth, wars of glory
End of story, gotta my back myself
Or else they'll my body layin' on a coroner shelf
It's the

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

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

Gees the game on the road to Minnesota
Supermarket's all out on baking soda
Gang start 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 homin' 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 shootings can't end, are dyin'
The cream is the ultimate goal, to roll
Till my cash flow's mega, baller not a

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

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

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

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

Brother on parole need a quick lick to up
The score bad, now he's back stuck
settin' niggas up jacked and waxed
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 turnin'
It's the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and
Through the land of the hoes and cash

and robbers, hustlers and clockers
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 lane you chose, you your shit, ride Rolls
clothes, baddest fuckin' hoes

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

The fast lane, half heart, money
Ain't smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, the profit
And can't stop it
your game's weak
So don't sleep

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