Luyện nghe bài hát A Week Ago

That's
Uh-huh-uh, it was all just a week ago
week I had everything
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 good a week ago
And the jewelry,
And then my motherfucking niggas snitching
Uh-huh, uh uh, yo
Bitch!

up in the hood just my dog and me
We used to 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
Yeah we spoke, more than cordially
Man he broke with me, my business spreads with me
The Feds came to get me, we both quickly
Wasn't quick to jump over the hedges with me
Got caught, and that's when our strayed
Used to call me the joint til he ran out of change
And when he collect and I heard his name
I quickly accepted, but I reached the phone
talkin' reckless, I can sense deceit in his tone
I said, "Damn dog, what, nine and you're home?"
He said, "Main man, you shit's sweet cause you're home."
I just sat, spat no more in the phone
The up there bleaching your dome, you're reaching
I said, "The don't 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 side when they catch a new
on

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

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

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

It was cool when you had 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 a week ago)

Funny what, days 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 good a week ago)

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

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

is crazy man
All these out here snitching
We was one step away taking this crack money
And it through the ghettos
And building up our own hoods
Now all you start snitching on each other
I got partners doing
to been doing SHIT
If you didn't
Bitch!
It's about y'all check that shit out man
It all good
Shut your
watch the game
And snitch
It sure do a lot for you
Believe baby
Jay-Z, Short in the house main
You I got it
Got it on
We got the
got nuthin' to do with crime baby
But I'm

You rat bastard!