[Akon]   Convict [echo]   Up Front   Yeah..   Convikt Music      Ross.. (ohhh)   Triple C's      [Chorus: Akon]   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   (Hold up, Hold up)      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' wit pipes and needles   I'm gon' find knights and regals   $5000 on the paint just so life will see ya   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'ma teach his momma homicide   I wanna see his momma eyes   I done cried 20 years now I'm runnin' dry      [Chorus]      Don't cross that line   Hopin' that you don't cross that line   Don't cross that line,   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 horrid debit   Walk in the 40-40 I'ma score, bet it   Four tennis chains hoe, I'm progetic   But the 4 pellets will getcha prosthetics   If you don't get it, just don't let it   A life setence is a like sentence   All my homies got 'em, they just like business      [Chorus]      Don't cross that line   Hopin' that you don't cross that line   Don't cross that line,   Baby don't cross that line      Don't push me nigga, I ain't pussy nigga   You "would be" killas, 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 dollas   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]      Don't cross that line   Hopin' that you don't cross that line   Don't cross that line,   Baby don't cross that line