Luyện nghe bài hát Snitches

you mean, "What's up, nigga"
What, what's man?
I need to holler at you nigga, here
For what, what's
Fuck you doing out with the police and shit, nigga?
Man, I wasn't with the police, man
Oh, you didn't I seen you

Man, you man
I you jump out that car, nigga
Nah man, that dog
You snitching now,
Man, hell nah, I ain't
What else you doing the police, you must be snitching
Let me holler at you nigga, here, bro
Oh man

How many real is locked away
Behind some nigga with a whole lot to say
Man, fools is confused, no rules to this game
be telling the feds where a nigga lay his head
Giving them niggas names, cold game
But I can't even say about it
if I catch you slipping, dipping, tripping, I'm getting rowdy
Killer snitch, fuck a bitch, I 'em both in a ditch
'Cuz they can't stand to see a nigga getting rich
I'm for fame
Oh, bitch-ass niggaz, salt in the game
Put a on your brain 'cuz I shall remain

And I know longer in the cocaine game
It's a the way the game has switched
And the police man to take my shit
I a nigga one day jumping out of a cop car
I ain't no names but this nigga's a rap star
Walking real fast, then he dashed in my
Buff ass nigga to act hard
In the front with no cuffs on
I ask him 'bout the discussion, he say the wrong thing I him
Dust him, I can't trust him
Plus he with the boys, we bring the noise, so fuck 'em
I tuck him in the trunk, I fuckin' with no punk

snitching nigga missing 'cuz we twisting
And for all my real niggaz locked up
And you bitches be snitching when a homie sock you up
Bitch, fix your and get your head right
Oh, get your muthafuckin' ass out, my muthafuckin' house
Just like a quick to call the police
But no telling on me and then belling on me
Look here, me and P, we getting
And oh yeah, don't forget to them bitches
you snitches

Snitches,
Y'all be running they mouth just bitches
Snitches, snitches,
be running they mouth just like bitches

Snitches, snitches,
They be running they mouth just like
Snitches, snitches,
I got a slug for ya'll muthafuckin'

I heard a nigga from his jail cell
And he get out will he live, only time will tell
Nigga riding the police
to be my homie, now the punk bitch hating on me
I guess the mad 'cuz I'm ballin'
Task kicked the nigga door in now he
My little cousin Jimmy told me in jail he was a drag
Now he on probation, drug with a tape machine
Watch the bitch he got a camera, but I catch the nigga
I'ma him down with a hammer and 17 nails
'Cuz bitches talk and snitches get killed

Snitches,
Niggaz that run they muthafuckin' like bitches
snitches, snitches
Federal niggaz in the ghetto
Federal niggaz that's in the penetentiary
Niggaz with muthafuckin' license to capture niggaz
But they ain't got no muthafuckin' and they still catching cases
Snitches, snitches, I y'all niggaz trying to get us
Snitches, snitches, bitches, bitches
Niggaz was bitches they was on the streets

And motherfuckin' bitches in jail
what snitches is
As niggaz with purses nigga, books, nigga
Niggaz with dresses,
for y'all bitches
To all ya'll real I feel ya muthafuckin' pain
Watch y'all self
The haters got the high on
They got on top of they muthafuckin' Cutlasses
I know who is niggaz