Luyện nghe bài hát S.N.I.T.C.H.

Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna 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 tryna home, hey!

Now when the phone start to click in, your 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 niggas that he say he ain't know
We to steal dirt bikes, dodge raindrops
So close niggas we had the same pops
Graduated, money on the same blocks
But changed 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 never thought I'd be the last man up
I never thought I'd had to question "Were you man enough?"
letters how the streets got the best of you
Telling all your cellies how come I sitting next to you
Yeah, see I can between the lines
So it's when you call and I gotta press 5

nigga, I'm tryna come home
Sorry nigga, I'm come home
I think the Feds are looking through me; you hear it in my tone?
So sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey!

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

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

Let's talk niggas, let's speak real, nigga
How many niggas you knew snitching you ain't killed,
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
your heart when the man you call your brother
Be the same one that setting in motion all them
my mom mother, was at my graduation
When I my record deal you was my motivation
Uh, from great friends now no affiliation
Divided by the time he was
Once he me that

nigga, I'm tryna come home
Sorry nigga, I'm 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!