Luyện nghe bài hát A Thin Line

Your of a thug nigga
Is
Your words hung my
Lines were

You sided with the judge I a hater
I don't squellers, that's me
You have the audacity to like you real
Nigga you fold under pressure, my life is

You sold soul to detectives, I could get you murdered
But you dying a slow denying you told yet
The truth came to light you a fake
You helped the D.A.'s case, my

Fuck your life, I the side of your face, nigga
Only a fake nigga respect you
You went against the cause and papers
The signatures yours, that bullshit, pardon me

Sammy, the
Take the betraying the fam
Should have kept it real, you put fate in ya hand
I that's the way it was planned

a thin line between love and hate and you crossed it
You had around the way and you lost it
If a coward dies a thousand deaths, how you gon'
you get no love

Death before
You sacrificed your breath so respect a power in jail
I get you hit up in the
I'm a real nigga, I the streets with pride
I'm the truth, you a lie

You a part-time prosecutor, full time
I rhymes with greatness, you write statements nigga
And the streets don't know
Tssk, yo, it was all good a week ago

How could you live with being the D.A.'s
And ya names associated with snitches?
You could pray for forgiveness, I'ma fact you a pigeon
Ain't you can do nigga, might I mention

Only a bitch would snitch to get a sentence
Take it like a man, nigga, like official prints and nigga
I'm a you deserve a bullet in ya head, nigga

There's a line between love and hate and you crossed it
You had respect the way and you lost it
If a coward dies a thousand deaths how you gon'
Nigga, you get no

Uhh, I'm tired of you coming through like justifiable
I admired you, you rap bastard
Ain't no to explain, you not my man
Everytime you give me five, I my hands

What nigga, M E G A bitch the D.A. bricks
I move in three days not including the
What ya mind, was it alluded time
My words are exulted ruin lives

You a disgrace to ya race, I'm to mine
All my doggs doing time, no before I with the law
I rather ride the fours and deprive you of your, coward existence
You probably send ya momma to to beat a sentence, bitch

a thin line between love and hate and you crossed it
You had respect the way and you lost it
If a coward dies a thousand how you gon' live?
Nigga, you get no