Luyện nghe bài hát There Was a Murder

I wake up, up in the morning
'Cause them come knocking in the morning
I have me girl go flush it in the toilet
Them say did get murdered on the corner

Them say did someone see me, seen get shot
say they saw me there
My *** they won't me
Man, I'll go crazy before they make me

There was a murder by the house
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
boys asking questions now
No, no, no, no, no

Now everybody seen it but don't nobody
What happened to the boy the street a week ago
Ain't nobody talking, they it on the low
Don't open your when they knocking at your do'

'Cause *** die out for snitching
die for snitching, okay
These *** die out here for
They die for snitching,

Those who the code we dig them hole
What's than a street *** that sells his soul?
Via the we chose, we picked our roles
Bad man stands and fall but fold

turn informer when the jig's up, your tool mix up, mix up
Babylon boys get bodies left for up
Blood puddle, gun muffle, guns
Muzzle in mouth, we trouble

Soon come rush, whole family crushed
All because them *** 'ush
Shot box with no covers
Body 'pon body gets stacked one top the
Wish them hadn't to

There was a murder by the house
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
Them asking questions now
No, no, no, no, no

Now everybody seen it but nobody know
happened to the boy down the street a week ago
Ain't nobody talking, they it on the low
Don't open your mouth when knocking at your do'

'Cause *** die out here for
They die for snitching,
These *** die out for snitching
They die for snitching,

Nobody seen nothing, nothing, they ain't said a word
chalk and yellow tape with blood 'pon them shirts
Ashes to ashes, his body back to the
That casket dropped six feet throw upon it dirt

Mum's the word, that's etiquette
Ya rather hang yourself than turn evidence
Ever since I was young never to the folk
Tongue small like a rudder yet steer the boat

lip the reason that ship no longer float
Telling the Feds everything they know
That fatal blow took his last breath
The power of the tongue, is and death, you feel me?

There was a murder by the house
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
Them boys asking now
No, no, no, no, no

Now everybody seen it but don't know
What happened to the boy the street a week ago
Ain't nobody talking, they it on the low
Don't open your mouth when they at your do'

*** die out here for snitching
They die for snitching,
*** die out here for snitching
They die for snitching,