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

Now when the phone start to 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 that he say he ain't know
We used to steal bikes, dodge raindrops
So close niggas thought we had the pops
Graduated, gettin' on the same blocks
But things and we ain't end up in the same box
Hearing whispers, "it ain't up"
you the jailhouse talk but you ain't mad enough
I thought I'd be the last man standing up
I never thought I'd had to question "Were you man enough?"
Long how the streets got the best of you
Telling all cellies how come I ain't sitting next to you
Yeah, see I can read between the
So it's awkward when you and I gotta press 5

Sorry nigga, I'm 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!

Got me through the conversation on our calls
Tryna act normal but the writing is on the
It's like I hear you smiling when you heard hit the wall
But I just let it ride so I be the next to fall
"They Tarian been getting money while I'm gone
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 tryna offset he was saying on my phone
niggas don't need shovels to bury you
Pointing fingers like how they carry you
So much for death dishonor
Might as well have a robe and gavel your honor
I just sit and wonder, it by the numbers
When you like lightning then you crash like thunder
Seen your baby mama she even 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 are talking to me and I know 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 killed, nigga?
his own tracks, he didn't care that
We had a legacy he killed, I got to that
Every we ever made is getting stared at
I bet the man inside his doesn't stare back
Break your heart when the man you call brother
Be the same one that setting in motion all undercovers
my mom mother, was at my graduation
When I signed my deal you was my motivation
Uh, from great now it's no affiliation
Divided by the time he was
Once he told me

Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come
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!