Luyện nghe bài hát S.N.I.T.C.H.

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

Now the phone start to click in, your words start to echo
Say you got to up but the man won't let go
Oh, my nigga say it so
Now we on some niggas that he say he ain't know
We used to steal dirt bikes, dodge
So close niggas thought we had the same
Graduated, gettin' money on the blocks
But things and we ain't end up in the same box
Hearing whispers, "it adding up"
Giving you the jailhouse but you ain't mad enough
I never 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 your cellies how I ain't sitting next to you
Yeah, see I can read between the
So it's awkward when you call and I gotta 5

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

Got me tiptoeing through the conversation on our
act normal but the writing is on the wall
It's like I 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 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 like pallbearers how they you
So for death before dishonor
as well have a robe and gavel like your honor
I sit and wonder, play it by the numbers
When you ride like lightning you crash like thunder
Seen your baby mama she ain't know if she should speak
What the fuck is there to say knowing her now weak 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, speak real, nigga
How niggas you knew snitching you ain't killed, nigga?
Covered his own tracks, he care that
We had a legacy he killed, I got to that
Every move we ever made is getting at
I bet the man inside his mirror doesn't stare
Break your heart when the man you your 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 friends now it's no
by the time he was facing
Once he me that

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