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

Growing up in the hood my dog and me
We used to hustle in the for, all to see
Problems, I on him, he called on me
We wasn't partners, I hit him off my P
Met him doors, off my keys
we spoke, much more than cordially
Man he bread with me, my business spreads with me
The Feds to get me, we both fled quickly
quick enough to jump over the hedges with me
Got caught, and that's our relationship strayed
Used to call me the joint til he ran out of change
And he called collect and I heard his name
I accepted, but when I reached the phone
He's reckless, I can sense deceit in his tone
I said, "Damn dog, what, nine and you're home?"
He said, "Main man, you think sweet cause you're 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 I've got to keep keep on."
there I sensed the beef was on
I ran to the spot, store to add some more features to my
To see if I had bugs and leeches on my
be too safe cause niggas is two-faced
And they show the other side when they catch a new
on

It was cool when you had hella weed to
And you bought a new home where you keep the folks
I don't see how this side of you 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 names
Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was all just a week ago)

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

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

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

The lawyer I retained you said you some things
All after a week in the bang
I'm mad at myself cause I spot the weak and lame
I would of bet the you wouldn't 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 to that?
Instead you out to a misdemeanor
Fuck it, the same thing make you make you cry
That's right, the same game make you mad could make you die
a dice game, and sometimes you crap
Who would of thought get popped one time and rap?
Now you know that's bad your sister is mad
And your son gotta up like, "This is my dad?"
The labeling of a is a lifetime scar
You'll always be in jail nigga, minus the bars

It was cool when you had weed to smoke
And you bought a new home you could keep the folks
I see how this side of you could be provoked
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all just a week ago)

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

Shit is man
All these niggas out here
We was one step from taking this crack money
And it through the ghettos
And back up our own hoods
Now all you niggas start snitching on other
I got doing 15-20
Wouldn't to doing SHIT
If you snitch
Bitch!
about time y'all check that shit out man
It all good
your mouth
Just the game
And snitch
It sure 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 with baby
But I'm

You rat bastard!