Luyện nghe bài hát There Was a Murder

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

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

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

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

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

Those who break the we dig them hole
What's than a street *** that sells his soul?
Via the life we chose, we our roles
Bad man stands and but never fold

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

Soon police come rush, family crushed
All because *** couldn't 'ush
Shot box mouths no covers
Body 'pon body gets one top the other
Wish hadn't to suffer

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

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

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

seen nothing, heard nothing, they ain't said a word
Just chalk and yellow tape with blood 'pon shirts
Ashes to ashes, his body back to the
That casket dropped six feet then upon it dirt

the word, that's hustler's etiquette
Ya rather hang yourself than turn evidence
Ever since I was young talk to the folk
Tongue small like a rudder yet steer the 'ole

Loose lip the that ship no longer float
Telling the Feds everything they know
That blow took his very last breath
The power of the tongue, is and death, you feel 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 know
What happened to the boy the street a week ago
Ain't nobody talking, they it on the low
Don't your mouth when they knocking at your do'

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