Luyện nghe bài hát S.N.I.T.C.H.

Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come
Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna home
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 words start to
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 steal dirt bikes, dodge
So close niggas we had the same pops
Graduated, gettin' on the same blocks
But things changed and we end up in the same box
Hearing whispers, "it adding up"
Giving you the jailhouse talk but you mad enough
I never I'd be the last man standing up
I never I'd had have to question "Were you man enough?"
Long letters how the streets got the of you
Telling all your cellies how come I ain't next to you
Yeah, see I can between the lines
So it's when you call and I gotta press 5

Sorry nigga, I'm come home
Sorry nigga, I'm tryna home
I think the Feds are looking through me; 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 normal but the is on the wall
It's like I 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' been getting money while I'm gone
And won't he tryna to at my bitch when I was home"
"Nah, he selling cars, be him and Lil Rome"
I'm just tryna offset what he was on my phone
Nowadays niggas don't need shovels to you
Pointing fingers pallbearers how they carry you
So much for death 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
your baby mama she ain't even know if she should speak
What the fuck is there to say knowing her king's now weak

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

Let's talk real niggas, let's speak real,
How niggas 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 stare back
Break your heart the man you call your brother
Be the same one setting in motion all them 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 told me

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