Cross That Line

Lyrics

[Intro] Don't you step past that line (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up) It might cost you your life, huh [Chorus] Don't you cross that line, nigga That's how mamas cryin' and all these niggas get to dyin', nigga 40 bullets small as hell, but it rearrange your spine, nigga I want the DA and the judge dead, call me baby Brian Nichols Baby boy, pop out with your Glock I left some shells all on they block God, this shit keep happenin' to me Shit, is I'm goin' to hell or not? Shit, I'ma leave 'em smelly, rotten Send some bullets through they spot I don't take no molly, pussy nigga I need two Percs and a blunt of 'za [Verse] Shit, is you rockin' out or not? Got niggas tryna go against me I been movin' too damn fast Might take some yеars to catch up with me Still be tweakin' out 'bout Vissi Damn, Baba, I know you miss mе Used to disrespect my family, I really wish I would've listened Haha, I'm really fucked up when they miss me I'm front line about this shit, you cross it, pop you in your fitted Shit been really fuckin' with me, I'm havin' bad dreams at night I can't believe you crossed me, Mike, used to be my brother, right? When I catch your ass, I'ma stretch ya, on my mama, bitch, do better Swear my closet worth two hundred, I got twenty Moncler sweaters Screamin' fuck a baby mama, that bitch been grievin' since I left her Hood nigga, 'Wood and my cup, my wings be lemon pepper [Chorus] Don't you cross that line, nigga That's how mamas cryin' and all these niggas get to dyin', nigga 40 bullets small as hell, but it rearrange your spine, nigga I want the DA and the judge dead, call me baby Brian Nichols Baby boy, pop out with your Glock I left some shells all on they block God, this shit keep happenin' to me Shit, is I'm goin' to hell or not? Shit, I'ma leave 'em smelly, rotten Send some bullets through they spot I don't take no molly, pussy nigga I need two Percs and a blunt of 'za