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Rick RossCross That Line

[Akon: talking]
Convict [echo]
Up Front
Yeah...
Convikt Muzik

[Rick Ross talking (Akon)]
Ross.. (ohhh)
Triple see's

[Chorus:]
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 nigga bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line
(Hold up, Hold up)

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
Five thousand dollars 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
Nigga try me I'ma teach his momma homicide
I wanna see his momma eyes
I done cried 20 years now I'm runnin' dry

[Chorus:]

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 four pellets will getcha prosthetics
If you don't get it, just don't let it
A life sentence is a life sentence
All my homies got 'em, they just like business

[Chorus:]

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 nigga, I ain't pussy nigga
You "would be" killas, that is "could be" nigga
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 nigga
Can't cut it stay choppin' through the butter nigga
Critics wonder will I last long
Even though I showed my ass on my last song
I gets my mash on(Ross), no mask on(Ross), Cross Ross baby it'll be a sad song

[Chorus:]

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

[Akon: talking]
Convict [echo]
Up Front
Yeah...
Convikt Muzik

[Rick Ross talking (Akon)]
Ross.. (ohhh)
Triple see's

[Chorus:]
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 nigga bustin' shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line
(Hold up, Hold up)

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
Five thousand dollars 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
Nigga try me I'ma teach his momma homicide
I wanna see his momma eyes
I done cried 20 years now I'm runnin' dry

[Chorus:]

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 four pellets will getcha prosthetics
If you don't get it, just don't let it
A life sentence is a life sentence
All my homies got 'em, they just like business

[Chorus:]

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 nigga, I ain't pussy nigga
You "would be" killas, that is "could be" nigga
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 nigga
Can't cut it stay choppin' through the butter nigga
Critics wonder will I last long
Even though I showed my ass on my last song
I gets my mash on(Ross), no mask on(Ross), Cross Ross baby it'll be a sad song

[Chorus:]

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

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