Lyrics Cross That Line - Akon feat. Rick Ross
Konvict
Up
Front,
yeah
Konvict
Muzik
Ross
(Oh)
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
(Ross)
Tryna
be
on
my
best
behavior
You
see
my
rep's
gettin′
bigger,
but
still
That
same
nigga
bustin′
shots
at
them
haters
(Hold
up,
hold
up)
But
only
if
you
cross
that
line
I
was
birthed
in
the
crack
house
But
what
made
it
worse
every
first
is
a
packed
house
Little
brother
knowin'
life
illegal
No
toys
just
playin′
wit
pipes
and
needles
I'm
gon′
find
Nikes
and
Regals
$5000
on
the
paint
just
so
life
will
see
ya
Green
cards
for
the
free
lunch
Now
his
green
cards
scream
large
and
the
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
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
(Ooh)
Don′t
cross
that
line
(Ooh)
Hopin'
that
you
don′t
cross
that
line
(Ooh)
Don't
cross
that
line
(Ooh)
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'll
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
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
(Ooh)
Don't
cross
that
line
(Ooh)
Hopin′
that
you
don′t
cross
that
line
(Ooh)
Don't
cross
that
line
(Ooh)
Baby
don′t
cross
that
line
Don't
push
me
nigga,
I
ain′t
pussy
nigga
You
"would
be"
killas,
yeah
this
"could
be"
nigga
The
last
minute
of
your
last
breath
I'm
the
last
image
right
before
your
last
step
Shot
a
block
poppa,
my
block
potta
(Ooh)
Cross
the
line,
pay
the
fine,
top
dollar
(Ross)
No
matta
your
age,
creed,
or
color
nigga
Can′t
cut
it
stay
choppin'
through
the
butter
nigga
(Ooh)
Critics
wonder
will
I
last
long
Even
though
I
showed
my
ass
on
my
last
song
(Ross)
I
gets
my
mash
on
(Ross)
No
mask
on
(Ross)
Cross
Ross
baby
it'll
be
a
sad
song
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
(Ooh)
Don't
cross
that
line
(Ooh)
Hopin′
that
you
don't
cross
that
line
(Ooh)
Don't
cross
that
line
(Ooh)
Baby
don′t
cross
that
line
1 Pots and Pans
2 Hit U from the Back
3 Push It
4 Hustlin' (Remix)
5 It's My Time
6 Get Away
7 Boss
8 I'm Bad
9 Intro
10 For Da Low
11 White House
12 Pots and Pans
13 Get Away
14 It's My Time
15 Hustlin’ (remix)
16 It Ain’t a Problem
17 I’m a G
18 Prayer
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