Luyện nghe bài hát S.N.I.T.C.H.

Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come
Sorry nigga, heh, I'm come home
Well, the walls are 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 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 niggas he say he ain't know
We used to steal dirt bikes, raindrops
So close thought we had the same pops
Graduated, gettin' 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 talk but you ain't mad enough
I thought I'd be the last man standing up
I thought I'd had have to question "Were you man enough?"
letters how the streets got the best of you
Telling all your cellies how I ain't sitting next to you
Yeah, see I can read the lines
So it's awkward when you call and I press 5

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

Got me tiptoeing through the on our calls
Tryna act but the writing is on the wall
It's like I hear you smiling when you they hit the wall
But I just let it so I don't be the next to fall
"They sayin' Tarian been getting money I'm gone
And won't he tryna to holla at my when I was home"
"Nah, he selling cars, be him and Lil Rome"
I'm just offset what 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
as well have a robe and gavel like your honor
I just sit and wonder, play it by the
When you ride like lightning you crash like thunder
Seen your baby mama she ain't know if she should speak
What the is there to say knowing her king's now weak saying

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

Let's real niggas, let's speak real, nigga
How many you knew snitching you ain't killed, nigga?
Covered his own tracks, he didn't that
We had a legacy he killed, I got to that
Every move we made is getting stared at
I bet the man inside his mirror doesn't stare
Break heart when the man you call your brother
Be the same one that setting in motion all them
Called my mom mother, was at my
When I signed my record you was my motivation
Uh, from great now it's no affiliation
by the time he was facing
Once he me that

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