Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Cross The Line

The F R double the E
The gat hack are end the cops'll clip
Back, flip, hands spring semi V
You all an' run to the cops

make me wet, y'all
With what's under the
The heat hurt, blew off ya front porch, your
Ya'll niggaz like dicks,
Thick jaws, act hard, so keep squirtin'

I work often
Like New York couldn't beat Boston
Controllin' the nets, I on ya block
Hop out, post up, move rocks
Shut the shot down, pass it to

If your boss got on the neck, ten in the arm
An' my gat at the end of my
the clip prick
Flippin' ya vet, you harm, nigga
Ya'll a place of respect, we runnin' shit

The name, F R double the E, 'em
Don't really cross the line
An' I don't wanna have to ya twice
An' Trick, R O C bring your way

W A to the Y, 'em
Means that don't love
Freeway gets no
Trick, R O C bring this parts

F R E, bubble the an' in all
Came takin' the trip, stuffin' the ride, yea
I'ma ride it on every of your
Caught in broad or market
Park it, hop out in crew

The heat is on perfect, tuckin' the
I'm fine an' trynna get some for slidin'
in full effect
An' all these bitches want some
Just to my rhyme

An' I gotta boss 'em to give nectar
The boy get check-ups, I get neck, when I ask
When mami's with the ax, my baby momma ask
Look, that's the

An' I don't wanna force y'all to checks, uh
tax, Freeway shoot ya from ya head to ya toe
From ya to ya neck
That's the boy brought, extra large

The name, F R the E, tell 'em
Don't really wanna cross the
An' I don't wanna have to ya twice
An' Trick, R O C trouble your way

W A to the Y, 'em
Means that don't love
gets no love
Trick, R O C bring trouble this

Freeway bring to soloists
The off split, get the fuck outta dodge
Know this, I came from
So ain't nothin' for my to duck
You punks, get line

An' I back, bloody ya tee
ya top back, drive through at McDonald's
In front of Ronald, put ya on ya Big Mac
Make the bitch don't leave

I got a gat an' a clip in each
With boxers, so my can breathe
Breeze in the '89
Dealt with my boys, with my on freeze
how you know I got the block on smash

Act up, I put your on freeze
Me an' Sieg', like an' Daz
Because tricks that fuck, give me the ass
An' they roll up, light up, me the trees, come on

The name, F R double the E, 'em
Don't really cross the line
An' I don't wanna have to tell ya
An' Trick, R O C bring trouble way

W A to the Y, 'em
that don't show love
Freeway no love
Trick, R O C bring trouble this

It's Freeway and done away and we doin' it
Holla, yeah, the rep

F R the E, tell 'em
Cross the line, ya V?
Ya lost you mind? Don't fuck Free
Trick, R O C bring trouble way, holla