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

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

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

The streets crawl ill niggas on the block
hand in hand, leanin' in and out of sedans
Pumpin' dreams to crack fiends 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
on the jock of the hustlers on the block
Jump from gee to gee, similar to a

Suck the out or in this case the dough
Roll with the blow considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to mama
The bitch ain't done, she still for the drama

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

They a pay-off
Or a blow job to lay off
The lane's no
Yo, you players stay

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

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

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

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

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

Crack babies born in the hospitals
Drive-by shootings end, kids are dyin'
The is the ultimate goal, gots to roll
Till my cash mega, baller not a beggar

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

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

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

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

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

Don't talk on your cellular, your is tapped
Don't check the rear view, no turnin' back
the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and mash
Through the land of the hardcore hoes and

Jackers and robbers, and clockers
Everybody'll squeal, the L or the deal
Yo, the wheel 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 federal pen
It's the lane you chose, you your shit, ride Rolls
High-priced clothes, baddest fuckin'

goes
There's no limit, mash
The will be there
you crash

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 baby sleep

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