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 baby don't

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

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

Cops the influx of dope through a telescope
Snitches in the game, give the young G's
Bitches on the jock of the hustlers on the
Jump gee to gee, similar to a flea

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

Lookin' for another to hit and never call her
All in life in the lane
A new of hookers on the track from up north
Vice cops, watch 'em stroll back and forth

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

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

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

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

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

Gotta represent, what you say you are, a star
Feds got a homin' device on car
That made you to follow to Denver, Colorado
you had, 12, now you got a L

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

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

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

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

on parole need a quick lick to come up
The score went bad, now back stuck
Bitches settin' up jacked and waxed
workers movin' weight in a g ride Lac

Don't talk on your cellular, your is tapped
Don't check the rear view, there's no turnin'
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
squeal, take the L or the deal
Yo, the wheel for the cops, you're a meal
Tailor suits gator boots make the fly hoes

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

goes
There's no limit, just
The cops will be
When you

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

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