Luyện nghe bài hát A Thin Line

Your depiction of a nigga
Is
Your words hung my
were drawn

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

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

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

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

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

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

You a part-time prosecutor, full hosa
I right rhymes greatness, you write statements nigga
And think the streets know
Tssk, yo, it was all good just a ago

How you live with being the D.A.'s witness
And knowing ya names associated snitches?
You pray for forgiveness, I'ma fact you a stool pigeon
Ain't nothing you can do nigga, might I

Only a bitch would snitch to get a lighter
Take it like a man, nigga, like official and cornbread nigga
I'm a warrior you a bullet in ya head, nigga

There's a thin line between 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'
Nigga, you get no

Uhh, I'm tired of you coming through like justifiable
I admired you, you rap bastard
no need 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 yours ruin

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

There's a thin line love and hate and you crossed it
You had around the way and you lost it
If a coward dies a deaths how you gon' live?
Nigga, you get no