Luyện nghe bài hát A Week Ago

That's
Uh-huh-uh, it was all just a week ago
Last week I had
Uh, uh-huh-uh, had this all just a week ago
I had the money, had the cars, the
Uh-huh, yeah, it was all just a week ago
And the jewelry,
And my motherfucking niggas started snitching
Uh-huh, uh uh, yo
Bitch!

up in the hood just my dog and me
We to hustle in the hood for, all to see
Problems, I called on him, he on me
We wasn't partners, I hit him off my P
Met him unlocked doors, off my
we spoke, much more than cordially
Man he bread with me, my business spreads with me
The Feds came to get me, we both fled
Wasn't enough to jump over the hedges with me
Got caught, and when our relationship strayed
Used to me from the joint til he ran out of change
And when he collect and I heard his name
I quickly accepted, but when I reached the
He's talkin' reckless, I can sense in his tone
I said, "Damn dog, what, nine weeks and home?"
He said, "Main man, you think shit's sweet cause home."
I just sat, spat no more in the phone
The crackers up there bleaching your dome, you're
I said, "The world don't stop I've got to keep on."
From I sensed the beef was on
I ran to the spot, store to add more features to my phone
To see if I had bugs and on my phone
Can't be too cause niggas is two-faced
And they show the other side when catch a new case
on

It was cool you had hella weed to smoke
And you a new home where you could keep the folks
I don't see how side of you could be provoked
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all just a week ago)

Funny what, seven days can
A up nigga, now you sit down to aim
Used to have a firm grip now you dropping
Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was all good a week ago)

Like I put the toast to your head and you sell
We both came in game, blind as hell
I did a better, had more clientele
you put away some cheddar now you crying for bail
Seventeen and I'm on to around a mill
I could out and blow trial and come around on the pill
Had niggas I was from Uptown for real
I had so hustle plus I was down to ill
Like a nigga, straight out of Brownsville
Down and dirty, down to fight the thirty
Freezing on them corners holding my crack
Looking up and down the block, the is the dough at?
from flat broke to letting the dough stack
You tell them feds I I'm never going back
I'm from Marcy, and Marcy don't no rats
You know the consequences of acts, you can't be serious

It was cool you had hella weed to smoke
And you bought a new home where you keep the folks
I don't see how side of you could be provoked
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good just a ago)

Funny what, days can change
A up nigga, now you sit down to aim
to have a firm grip now you dropping names
Uh-huh, (It was all good just a week ago)

The lawyer I retained you said you leaking things
All after a week in the bang
I'm mad at myself I didn't spot the weak and lame
I would of bet the house you speak a thing
Nigga this was the oath, to the top of
pricked our finger, anything that got between us
We sposed to cock the ninas, what happened to
Instead you copped out to a
it, the same thing make you laugh make you cry
That's right, the same game make you mad could make you die
It's a dice game, and sometimes you
Who would of thought get popped one time and rap?
Now you know that's bad your sister is mad
And son gotta grow up like, "This is my dad?"
The labeling of a is a lifetime scar
You'll always be in nigga, just minus the bars

It was cool you had hella weed to smoke
And you bought a new where you could keep the folks
I don't see how this side of you could be
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good just a ago)

Funny what, seven can change
A up nigga, now you sit down to aim
Used to have a grip now you dropping names
Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was all just a week ago)

is crazy man
All niggas out here snitching
We was one away from taking this crack money
And it through the ghettos
And building back up our own
Now all you niggas snitching on each other
I got doing 15-20
Wouldn't to been doing
If you didn't
Bitch!
It's about time y'all check that out man
It ain't all
your mouth
Just watch the
And don't
It will do a lot for you
Believe baby
Jay-Z, Short Dawg's in the main
You I got it
Got it on
We got the
Ain't got nuthin' to do crime baby
But I'm

You rat bastard!