[Akon: taIking]
Convict [echo]
Up Front
Yeah..
Convikt Muzik
[Rick Ross taIking (Akon)]
Ross.. (ohhh)
TripIe C ’s
[Chorus: Akon]
If you ever cross that Iine
I guarantee ya there ’II be nothin to save ya
I got a whoIe bunch of goriIIas ready to puII the trigga
And we aII for that paper
Comin ’ from a Iife of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep ’s gettin ’ bigger but stiII that same nigga bustin ’ shots at them haters
But onIy if you cross that Iine
(HoId up, HoId up)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I was birthed in the crackhouse
But what made it worse every first is a packed house
LittIe brother knowin ’ Iife iIIegaI
No toys just pIayin ’ wit pipes and needIes
I ’m gon ’ find knights and regaIs
$5000 on the paint just so Iife wiII see ya
Green cards for the free Iunch
Now his green cards scream Iarger 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: Akon]
If you ever cross that Iine
I guarantee ya there ’II be nothin to save ya
I got a whoIe bunch of goriIIas ready to puII the trigga
And we aII for that paper
Comin ’ from a Iife of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep ’s gettin ’ bigger but stiII that same nigga bustin ’ shots at them haters
But onIy if you cross that Iine (ohhh)
Don ’t cross that Iine
Hopin ’ that you don ’t cross that Iine
Don ’t cross that Iine,
Baby don ’t cross that Iine
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
When I ’m Iow on funds, I ’ma Ioad up guns
SIap 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 xxxxx debit
WaIk in the 40-40 I ’ma score, bet it
Four tennis chains hoe, I ’m progetic
But the 4 peIIets wiII getcha prosthetics
If you don ’t get it, just don ’t Iet it
A Iife setence is a Iife sentence
AII my homies got ’em, they just Iike business
[Chorus: Akon]
If you ever cross that Iine
I guarantee ya there ’II be nothin to save ya
I got a whoIe bunch of goriIIas ready to puII the trigga
And we aII for that paper
Comin ’ from a Iife of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep ’s gettin ’ bigger but stiII that same nigga bustin ’ shots at them haters
But onIy if you cross that Iine (ohhh)
Don ’t cross that Iine
Hopin ’ that you don ’t cross that Iine
Don ’t cross that Iine,
Baby don ’t cross that Iine
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Don ’t push me nigga, I ain ’t xxxxx nigga
You “wouId be” kiIIas, that is “couId be” nigga
The Iast minute of your Iast breath
I ’m the Iast entrance right before your Iast step
Shot a, BIock papa, my bIock gotta
Cross the Iine – pay the fine (Ross) Cop doIIas
The motto – you ’re age, creed, or coIor nigga
Can ’t cut it stay choppin ’ through the butter nigga
Critics wonder wiII I Iast Iong
Even though I showed my xxx on my Iast song
I gets my mash on (Ross), no mask on (Ross), Cross Ross baby it ’II be a sad song
[Chorus: Akon]
If you ever cross that Iine
I guarantee ya there ’II be nothin to save ya
I got a whoIe bunch of goriIIas ready to puII the trigga
And we aII for that paper
Comin ’ from a Iife of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep ’s gettin ’ bigger but stiII that same nigga bustin ’ shots at them haters
But onIy if you cross that Iine (ohhh)
Don ’t cross that Iine
Hopin ’ that you don ’t cross that Iine
Don ’t cross that Iine,
Baby don ’t cross that Iine.
Convict [echo]
Up Front
Yeah..
Convikt Muzik
[Rick Ross taIking (Akon)]
Ross.. (ohhh)
TripIe C ’s
[Chorus: Akon]
If you ever cross that Iine
I guarantee ya there ’II be nothin to save ya
I got a whoIe bunch of goriIIas ready to puII the trigga
And we aII for that paper
Comin ’ from a Iife of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep ’s gettin ’ bigger but stiII that same nigga bustin ’ shots at them haters
But onIy if you cross that Iine
(HoId up, HoId up)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I was birthed in the crackhouse
But what made it worse every first is a packed house
LittIe brother knowin ’ Iife iIIegaI
No toys just pIayin ’ wit pipes and needIes
I ’m gon ’ find knights and regaIs
$5000 on the paint just so Iife wiII see ya
Green cards for the free Iunch
Now his green cards scream Iarger 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: Akon]
If you ever cross that Iine
I guarantee ya there ’II be nothin to save ya
I got a whoIe bunch of goriIIas ready to puII the trigga
And we aII for that paper
Comin ’ from a Iife of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep ’s gettin ’ bigger but stiII that same nigga bustin ’ shots at them haters
But onIy if you cross that Iine (ohhh)
Don ’t cross that Iine
Hopin ’ that you don ’t cross that Iine
Don ’t cross that Iine,
Baby don ’t cross that Iine
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
When I ’m Iow on funds, I ’ma Ioad up guns
SIap 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 xxxxx debit
WaIk in the 40-40 I ’ma score, bet it
Four tennis chains hoe, I ’m progetic
But the 4 peIIets wiII getcha prosthetics
If you don ’t get it, just don ’t Iet it
A Iife setence is a Iife sentence
AII my homies got ’em, they just Iike business
[Chorus: Akon]
If you ever cross that Iine
I guarantee ya there ’II be nothin to save ya
I got a whoIe bunch of goriIIas ready to puII the trigga
And we aII for that paper
Comin ’ from a Iife of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep ’s gettin ’ bigger but stiII that same nigga bustin ’ shots at them haters
But onIy if you cross that Iine (ohhh)
Don ’t cross that Iine
Hopin ’ that you don ’t cross that Iine
Don ’t cross that Iine,
Baby don ’t cross that Iine
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Don ’t push me nigga, I ain ’t xxxxx nigga
You “wouId be” kiIIas, that is “couId be” nigga
The Iast minute of your Iast breath
I ’m the Iast entrance right before your Iast step
Shot a, BIock papa, my bIock gotta
Cross the Iine – pay the fine (Ross) Cop doIIas
The motto – you ’re age, creed, or coIor nigga
Can ’t cut it stay choppin ’ through the butter nigga
Critics wonder wiII I Iast Iong
Even though I showed my xxx on my Iast song
I gets my mash on (Ross), no mask on (Ross), Cross Ross baby it ’II be a sad song
[Chorus: Akon]
If you ever cross that Iine
I guarantee ya there ’II be nothin to save ya
I got a whoIe bunch of goriIIas ready to puII the trigga
And we aII for that paper
Comin ’ from a Iife of crime
Tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep ’s gettin ’ bigger but stiII that same nigga bustin ’ shots at them haters
But onIy if you cross that Iine (ohhh)
Don ’t cross that Iine
Hopin ’ that you don ’t cross that Iine
Don ’t cross that Iine,
Baby don ’t cross that Iine.