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

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

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

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

Cops watch the of dope through a telescope
Snitches in the game, give the G's names
Bitches on the of the hustlers on the block
from gee to gee, similar to a flea

Suck the blood out or in this case the
with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and 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 life in the lane
A new crew of hookers on the track from up
cops, they watch 'em stroll back and forth

They take a
Or a blow job to lay off
The no joke
Yo, you players broke

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

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

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

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

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

Crack born in the hospitals cryin'
Drive-by shootings can't end, are dyin'
The cream is the goal, gots to roll
my cash flow's mega, baller not a beggar

Bitches plastic with the fake ID's
Life in the lane, up G's
Chop shops taggin' up Benzes and
spots boilin' 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, heart, half money
Ain't smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, the profit
And can't nobody it
Unless your weak
So don't sleep
(It's the lane)

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

Brother on parole a quick lick to come up
The went bad, now he's back stuck
Bitches settin' niggas up and waxed
Small-time workers weight in a g ride Lac

Don't talk on cellular, your phone is tapped
Don't check the rear view, there's no back
It's the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and
the land of the hardcore hoes and cash

Jackers and robbers, and clockers
squeal, take the L or the deal
Yo, the wheel for the cops, you're a meal
Tailor suits gator boots make the fly kneel

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

Anything
There's no limit, just
The will be there
When you

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