Luyện nghe bài hát Cross That Line

Up Front,
Muzik
Ross, C's

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

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

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

I'm find knights and regals
5000 on the paint 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 momma
I wanna see his momma
I cried 20 years now I'm runnin' dry

If you cross that line
I guarantee you 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
be on my best behavior
You see my rep's bigger
But still that ***
shots at them haters
But only if you cross line

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

When I'm low on funds, load up
Slap ya in the head open one
African in bed, she just I'm done
See the voodoo priest, then the *** come

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shot a *** papa, my gotta
Cross the line, pay the fine, cop
No matter age, creed or color
cut it, stay choppin' through the butter

Critics wonder I last long
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 bunch of gorillas
Ready to the trigga
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 haters
But if you cross that line

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