Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Border Remix

(Chorus)
you me to cross the border?
well come on
you want me to the border?
well come on

(Boobonic)
They call me A.J., A.K.A. Ant
and aye, the AK tear bones,
seldomely ever talk over cell
or dudes, I choke 'em like bass tubes
whip, every bitch, every leather coat
since '88 to right now I was never
then I was V'd up
with a nut cup, problem with the price see Buck
never waitin' in nigga, I bump
pay shit just to get to the front
young, did I Twenty One?
more houses that sell than Century Twenty One
cops respect 'cause know we big
and ain't lock us up for that they know we did
that M shit clean you out ammonia
imagine '89 Appolonia.

(Clipse)
Last name Robinson, first name
I was gettin' Cagney high and gettin' head Lacy
'88 graffiti, chicks was masin'
I was a Millionaire when Rick was freebasin'
I paved the way, ballers how to ride today
I chopped the off my ride that day
all the hate I made?
used to to pull my sun visor down for shade on cloudy days
they shoot up my cars
I would just slide back with new rims and a paint job
flamboyant a gold One-Ninety
with a side reading, I want you to find me
c'mon, I sold that Rider, and it came with a Kit
when you put the shit in the needle and hit it, was it
Ron..ahem...Heroin, me ya'll
I'm from Virginia where the draw
don't me...

(Mr. Mister)
See, it's lil' Bucky, my husky
connects like broads, I fuck 'em but they don't me
who owe me in the streets? try to duck me
get split like bananas, trust me
keep it butter, me Land 'O Lakes
got more crack on the streets than Cali after
Southwest gon' for this
our teams trade off nicks (Knicks) like and the draft pick
easy money, was all in Eighty-Nine
down every block, made all gravy mine
Gucci cost Three-Twenty-Five
I, pulled up in the I
and A.J. a Joe-Paul-Mary
silk shirts, his was Blueberry
and this the shit used to do
scoop every young boy and 'em to City Blue.

(Fabolous)
It's like don't know beatbox, I was O.T. at Twelve
given a at Six, an O.Z. at Twelve
nobody come near the minor
that was runnin' spots in both and South Carolina
by Ninety I was already a legend
pullin' up a year early in a brown Ac
I ain't cop Uptown, I re'd by the shores
and I go a month straight in Fila Valores
the way I to equip with my features
I was comin' to Junior High School in better whips the teachers
my paper, I ain't even think 'bout the chicks
but I kept Gucci from my link to my kicks
beatbox Mike, I learned to cook as a
got knocked for attempt, the best lawyers looked at my
got at Eighteen, I took it and smiled
came in Ninety-Two and flooded Brooklyn with valves
I'm back...

(Chorus)