Cross That Line-Rick Ross

歌手 : Rick Ross
专辑 : Port Of Miami
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:33

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Cross That Line (越过这条线) - Rick Ross
Convikt
Convikt
Up Front
Yeah
Convikt Muzik
Ross ohhh
Triple C's
If you ever cross that line
I guarantee ya
There'll be nothin to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas
Ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paper
Comin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger
But still that same ni**a
Bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line
I was birthed in the crackhouse
But what made it
Worse every first is a
Little brother knowin' life illegal
No toys just playin'
Wit pipes and needles
I'm gon' find knights and regals
$5000 on the paint
Just so life will see ya
Green cards for the free lunch
Now his green cards scream
Larger than seats crush
Big guns for the other side
Ni**a try me I'ma teach
His momma homicide
I wanna see his momma eyes
I done cried 20 years
Now I'm runnin' dry
I guarantee ya
There'll be nothin to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas
Ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paper
Comin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger
But still that same ni**a
Bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line ohhh
Don't cross that line
Hopin' that you don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
Baby don't cross that line
When I'm low on funds
I'ma load up guns
Slap ya in the head
I'ma open one
African in bed
She just hope I'm done
See the voodoo priest
Then the coke gon' come
Open up a drum
I'm eatin' Oprah crumbs
Got poor credit
Got whore debit
Walk in the 40-40
I'ma score bet it
Four tennis chains hoe
I'm progetic
But the 4 pellets
Will getcha prosthetics
If you don't get it
Just don't let it
A life setence is a life sentence
All my homies got 'em
They just like business
I guarantee ya
There'll be nothin to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas
Ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paper
Comin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger
But still that same ni**a
Bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line ohhh
Don't cross that line
Hopin' that you don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
Baby don't cross that line
Don't push me ni**a
I ain't p**sy ni**a
You "would be" killas
That is "could be" ni**a
The last minute of your last breath
I'm the last entrance
Right before your last step
Shot a Block papa my block gotta
Cross the line - pay the fine Ross
Cop dollas
The motto - you're age creed
Or color ni**a
Can't cut it stay choppin'
Through the butter ni**a
Critics wonder will I last long
Even though I showed my a**
On my last song
I gets my mash on Ross
No mask on Ross Cross Ross baby
It'll be a sad song
I guarantee ya
There'll be nothin to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas
Ready to pull the trigga
And we all for that paper
Comin' from a life of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep's gettin' bigger
But still that same ni**a
Bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line ohhh
Don't cross that line
Hopin' that you don't cross that line
Don't cross that line
Baby don't cross that line