Luyện nghe bài hát A Week Ago

That's
Uh-huh-uh, it was all good a week ago
week I had everything
Uh, uh-huh-uh, had all good 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 then my motherfucking 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 called on him, he on me
We wasn't partners, I hit him off my P
Met him doors, off my keys
Yeah we spoke, much more than
Man he broke with me, my business spreads with me
The came to get me, we both fled quickly
Wasn't quick to jump over the hedges with me
Got caught, and that's when our strayed
Used to call me from the til he ran out of change
And he called collect and I heard his name
I quickly accepted, but when I reached the
He's talkin' reckless, I can deceit in his tone
I said, "Damn dog, what, nine weeks and home?"
He said, "Main man, you think shit's cause you're home."
I just sat, spat no more speech in the
The crackers up bleaching your dome, you're reaching
I said, "The world stop I've got to keep keep on."
From there I sensed the was on
I ran to the spot, to add some more features to my phone
To see if I had and leeches on my phone
Can't be too safe cause niggas is
And they show the other when they catch a new case
on

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

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

Like I put the toast to head and made you sell
We came in this game, blind as hell
I did a little better, had clientele
you put away some cheddar now you crying for bail
Seventeen and I'm on to around a mill
I bail out and blow trial and come around on the pill
Had thinking I was from Uptown for real
I had so hustle plus I was down to ill
Like a Brooklyn nigga, out of Brownsville
Down and dirty, down to the round thirty
Freezing on corners still holding my crack
Looking up and down the block, the is the dough at?
Came from flat to letting the dough stack
You tell them feds I said I'm never going
I'm from Marcy, and Marcy raise no rats
You know the consequences of your acts, you be serious

It was cool you had hella 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 good a week ago)

Funny what, seven days can
A up nigga, now you sit down to aim
to have a firm grip now you dropping names
Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was all 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 cause I didn't the weak and lame
I would of bet the house you wouldn't a thing
this was the oath, to the top of broke
Even our finger, anything that got between us
We sposed to the ninas, what happened to that?
Instead you copped out to a
Fuck it, the same 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 you'd get popped one and rap?
Now you know that's bad your sister is mad
And your son grow 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 hella weed to
And you bought a new home where you could keep the
I don't see how this side of you could be
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good just a ago)

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

is crazy man
All these niggas out here
We was one step away from taking crack money
And recycling it the ghettos
And building back up our own
Now all you start snitching on each other
I got partners 15-20
Wouldn't to been SHIT
If you snitch
Bitch!
It's about y'all check that shit out man
It all good
Shut mouth
Just watch the
And don't
It sure do a lot for you
that baby
Jay-Z, Short in the house main
You I got it
Got it on
We got the
Ain't got nuthin' to do with crime
But I'm

You rat bastard!