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

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

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

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

Cops watch the influx of through a telescope
Snitches in the game, give the young G's
Bitches on the jock of the on the block
Jump from gee to gee, to a flea

Suck the 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 lives for the drama

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

take a pay-off
Or a job just to lay off
The no joke
Yo, you players stay

A ghetto makes a nice laboratory
PCP and crystal meth, wars of
End of story, gotta my back myself
Or else find my body layin' on a coroner shelf
the lane

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

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

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

Gotta represent, 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 born in the hospitals cryin'
shootings can't end, kids are dyin'
The is the ultimate goal, gots to roll
Till my cash flow's mega, not a beggar

Bitches workin' plastic with the ID's
in the lane, stackin' up G's
Chop taggin' up Benzes and Beamers
Crack spots boilin' full kilos in

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

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

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

Brother on parole need a quick to come 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, your is tapped
Don't check the rear view, no turnin' back
It's the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and
Through the land of the hoes and cash

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

But if you miss, my friend, what you win
A one-way ticket to the state pen
It's the lane you chose, you fill your shit, Rolls
clothes, baddest fuckin' hoes

Anything
There's no limit, mash
The cops will be
When you

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

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