Luyện nghe bài hát S.N.I.T.C.H.

Sorry nigga, heh, I'm come home
Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come
Well, the are talking to me and I know you think I'm wrong
But sorry nigga, heh, I'm come home, hey!

Now when the phone to click in, your words start to echo
Say you got to up but the man won't let go
Oh, my say it ain't so
Now we speaking on some that he say he ain't know
We used to dirt bikes, dodge raindrops
So close niggas thought we had the same
Graduated, gettin' money on the blocks
But things changed and we end up in the same box
Hearing whispers, "it adding up"
Giving you the talk but you ain't mad enough
I never I'd be the last man standing up
I thought I'd had have to question "Were you man enough?"
Long letters how the streets got the of you
all your cellies how come I ain't sitting next to you
Yeah, see I can read between the
So awkward when you call and I gotta press 5

Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come
Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come
I think the Feds are looking through me; can't you it in my tone?
So then sorry nigga, I'm tryna home, hey!

Got me tiptoeing through the on our calls
Tryna act normal but the writing is on the
It's like I hear you smiling you heard they hit the wall
But I just let it ride so I don't be the next to
"They sayin' Tarian been getting while I'm gone
And won't he tryna to holla at my bitch I was home"
"Nah, he selling cars, be him and Lil Rome"
I'm just tryna offset he was saying on my phone
Nowadays niggas don't need to bury you
Pointing fingers pallbearers how they carry you
So much for before dishonor
Might as have a robe and gavel like your honor
I sit and wonder, play it by the numbers
When you ride like lightning then you like thunder
Seen your baby mama she ain't know if she should speak
What the fuck is there to say knowing her king's now saying

nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home
Sorry nigga, heh, I'm come home
Well, the walls are to me and I know you think I'm wrong
But nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home, hey!

Let's talk real niggas, let's real, nigga
How many niggas you knew snitching you killed, nigga?
Covered his own tracks, he care that
We had a he killed, I got to wear that
Every move we ever is getting stared at
I bet the man inside his doesn't stare back
Break heart when the man you call your brother
Be the same one that setting in all them undercovers
my mom mother, was at my graduation
When I signed my deal you was my motivation
Uh, from great friends now it's no
Divided by the he was facing
Once he told me

nigga, I'm tryna come home
Sorry nigga, I'm tryna home
I the Feds are looking through me; can't you hear it in my tone?
So sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey!