Chorus (Akon):
If you ever cross that line
I guarantee you there'll be nothing to save you
I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigger
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)

Verse 1: Rick Ross
I was birthed in the crackhouse
But what made it worse every first is a packed house
Little brother knowin' life illegal
No toys just playin' with pipes and needles
I'm gonna' find knights and regals
5000 on the paint just so life will see you
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'm gonna teach his momma homicide
I wanna see his momma eyes
I done cried 20 years now I'm runnin' dry

Chorus (Akon)

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

Verse 2: Rick Ross
When I'm low on funds, I'm gonna load up guns
Slap you in the head I'm gonna open one
African in bed, she just hope I'm done
See the voodoo priest then the coke gonna 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 will get you prosthetics
If you don't get it, just don't let it
A life setence is a life sentence
All my homies got 'em, they just like business

Chorus (Akon)

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

Verse 3: Rick Ross
Don't push me nigga, I ain't pussy nigga
You "would be" killers, that is "could be" nigga
The last minute of your last breath
I'm the last image right before your last step
Shot a, Block papa, my block gotta
Cross the line - pay the fine (Ross) Cop dollars
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 (Akon)

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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