Luyện nghe bài hát The Lane

The lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't funny
Raise the risk, the profit
And nobody stop it
your game's weak
So baby sleep

The fast lane, half heart, half
nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, the profit
And can't stop it
Unless your game's
So player don't

The streets crawl with ill niggas on the
hand in hand, leanin' in and out of sedans
Pumpin' crack to crack fiends for a fee
dream is to re-up to a ki

Cops the influx of dope through a telescope
in the game, give the young G's names
Bitches on the jock of the hustlers on the
from gee to gee, similar to a flea

Suck the blood out or in this the dough
with the blow till considered a hoe
Babies are born and pawned off to grand
The bitch ain't done, she lives for the drama

Lookin' for another baller to hit and never her
All in vain in the lane
A new of hookers on the track from up north
Vice cops, they 'em stroll back and forth

take a pay-off
Or a blow job to lay off
The lane's no
Yo, you players stay

A ghetto garage makes a nice
PCP and meth, wars of glory
End of story, gotta my back myself
Or else they'll my body layin' on a coroner shelf
It's the

The fast lane, heart, half money
Ain't smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the
And can't nobody it
your game's weak
So don't sleep
(It's the lane)

The lane, half heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't funny
the risk, raise the profit
And can't stop it
Unless your game's
So player, don't

Gees the game on the road to Minnesota
Supermarket's all sold out on baking
Gang start to understand the dope game fast
Kidnap the drug for the ransom cash

Gotta represent, what you say you are, that's a
Feds got a device on your car
made you easy to follow to Denver, Colorado
you had, 12, now you got a L

Crack born in the hospitals cryin'
shootings can't end, kids are dyin'
The cream is the goal, gots to roll
Till my cash flow's mega, not a beggar

Bitches workin' plastic the fake ID's
in the lane, stackin' up G's
Chop shops up Benzes and Beamers
spots boilin' full kilos in beakers

Damn, the game's quicker shit, don't slip
'Cause bet life there'll be another hustler
yo grip
It's the

The fast lane, half heart, money
Ain't nobody smilin', nothin' funny
the risk, raise the profit
And can't stop it
Unless your game's
So baby sleep
(It's the lane)

The fast lane, heart, half money
Ain't nobody smilin', nothin' funny
Raise the risk, the profit
And can't stop it
your game's weak
So player, sleep

on parole need a quick lick to come up
The score went bad, now back stuck
Bitches niggas up jacked and waxed
Small-time workers movin' in a g ride Lac

talk on your cellular, your phone is tapped
Don't the rear view, there's no turnin' back
the lane, now you're in it, hit the gas and mash
Through the land of the hardcore and cash

and robbers, hustlers and clockers
Everybody'll squeal, the L or the deal
Yo, spin the for the cops, you're a meal
Tailor suits boots make the fly hoes kneel

But if you miss, my friend, guess you win
A one-way ticket to the federal pen
It's the lane you chose, you fill your shit, Rolls
High-priced clothes, baddest fuckin'

goes
There's no limit, mash
The will be there
you crash

The fast lane, half heart, half
Ain't nobody smilin', ain't nothin'
the risk, raise the profit
And can't nobody it
Unless your weak
So baby don't

The lane, half heart, half money
nobody smilin', ain't nothin' funny
Raise the risk, raise the
And can't stop it
Unless game's weak
So player don't