Luyện nghe bài hát Letter From That World

Bitch turnin state, you understand
Nigga, people 'n shit
I woke up it's mail call and it's one of my
Keepin me 'bout this one nigga who tellin it all
Nigga done snitch, and he tellin it all
them people for on every nigga that ball
He got Joe busted, "The Twins," and Bo
People caught 'em down bad ki's of that snow
At the warehouse, the one the lake
Where the yachts at, you know, Paco's
They gotta hundred bricks, ten eggs
A halfa million dollars all big heads
All four facin time in the
Got conspiracy charges, and traffickin
Now tell me that fucked up, nigga playin it raw
Tellin everything on he heard and what he saw
He gotta get touched up, chu say
I say what chu say, I'm wit' all the way
I letter from that world
And it read that the is gettin spoiled
eatin that cheese workin wit' the F-E-Ds
Runnin mouth, just givin 'em leads
I gotta from that world
And it that the game is gettin spoiled
Niggas eatin that workin wit' the F-E-Ds
they mouth, just givin 'em leads
Well do ya know, it's the second day in a row
But time I got another letter from my ho
She tellin me 'bout cat
And I'm up cause I know 'em from way back
He took a plea to get on the streets
up the boss man and the rest of his peeps
Informed 'bout the murders happened two years
The one in the Nolia and one in the
nigga they score from, the day and the time
Singin like a bird droppin a dime
Nigga done skipped town, ducked off
Cause he know a nigga know he ain't it fair
Nigga talkin doin 'em somethin
his ass down bad and put two in his mellon
Said them niggas ain't silent no
They 'posed to take they lick and run 'n not cry a ho
I gotta letter from that
And it read that the game is spoiled
Niggas that cheese workin wit' the F-E-Ds
Runnin they mouth, just 'em leads
I letter from that world
And it that the game is gettin spoiled
Niggas eatin that cheese workin wit' the
they mouth, just givin 'em leads
This my third letter, it's my dawg
He a nigga low on a nigga named, Ben
Told me Ben was a O.G. who in the game
Been around for awhile, and he been had
But come to out nigga workin wit' the FEDs
And how I out, I gotta low from Chaz
Say that nigga there mouth straight like bowels
Can't hold water on his chest, he be it foul
Bitch nigga be singin he at church or somethin
And former number one gotta get murked, lil
Gotta get murked, lil
Let 'em wit' the fish, Quick murk the puppy
ain't no dawg cause a dawg is silent
A dawg it ghetto, he don't tell on nobody
This fuckin my head up bad
Nigga turnin state, straight workin wit' the
I gotta letter that world
And it read the game is gettin spoiled
Niggas eatin that cheese workin wit' the
Runnin they mouth, just 'em leads
I letter from that world
And it read that the game is gettin
Niggas eatin that cheese wit' the F-E-Ds
they mouth, just givin 'em leads
Ain't cold, these niggas ain't silent no more
They be 'round FEDs, ya me
It be ya own niggas, ya me
Gotta watch these niggas, ya me
Niggas'll turn state, ya me
ain't 'bout doin no time
They do no crime, ya heard me
You understand, I'mma my lick
You understand, talkin 'bout he gon' be silent