Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

If you ever that line
I guarantee you there'll be to save ya
I got a whole bunch of
Ready to pull the
And we all for that

from a life of crime
Tryna be on my behavior
You see my gettin' bigger
But still that ***
shots at them haters
But only if you cross line

I was in the ***
But what made it worse, every first is a packed
Little brother knowin' life
No toys, playin' wit pipes and needles

I'm gon' find knights and
5000 on the just so life will see ya
Green for the free lunch
Now his green cards scream larger than crush

Big *** for the side
Try me I'ma teach his homicide
I wanna see his eyes
I done cried 20 years now I'm dry

If you ever cross that
I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to ya
I got a bunch of gorillas
Ready to the trigga
And we all for paper

Comin' a life of crime
Tryna be on my best
You see my rep's bigger
But that same ***
Bustin' at them haters
But only if you cross line

Don't that line
Hopin' that you don't cross line
Don't cross that
Baby, don't cross that

When I'm low on funds, I'ma up
Slap ya in the head I'ma one
African in bed, she just hope I'm
See the voodoo priest, then the *** gon'

Open up a drum, I'm eatin' crumbs
Got poor credit, got ***
Walk in the 40-40, score, bet it
Four tennis chains ***, I'm

But the 4 pellets getcha prosthetics
If you don't get it, just let it
A life sentence is a light
All my homies got 'em, they just like

If you cross that line
I you there'll be nothin' to save ya
I got a whole bunch of
Ready to the trigga
And we all for that

Comin' a life of crime
Tryna be on my best
You see my gettin' bigger
But still that ***
Bustin' shots at haters
But only if you that line

Don't that line
Hopin' that you cross that line
Don't that line
Baby, don't cross line

Don't me, I ain't ***
You 'Would be killas', that is be'
The last minute of last breath
I'm the last entrance right before your step

a *** papa, my block gotta
Cross the line, pay the fine, cop
No you're age, creed or color
Can't cut it, stay choppin' through the

Critics wonder will I long
Even though I my *** on my last song
I my mash on, no mask on
Cross Ross, baby, it'll be a sad

If you ever cross that
I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to ya
I got a bunch of gorillas
Ready to pull the
And we all for paper

from a life of crime
Tryna be on my behavior
You see my gettin' bigger
But still same ***
Bustin' shots at them
But only if you cross line

Don't cross that
Hopin' that you don't that line
cross that line
Baby, cross that line