Luyện nghe bài hát S.N.I.T.C.H.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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