Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

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

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

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

I'm find knights and regals
5000 on the paint so life will see ya
Green cards for the free
Now his green cards scream than seats crush

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you ever cross 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 rep's gettin'
But still that ***
shots at them haters
But only if you cross line

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