Luyện nghe bài hát There Was a Murder

I wake up, wake up in the
'Cause them boys come knocking in the
Then I have me go flush it in the toilet
Them say did someone get murdered on the

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

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

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

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

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

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

Soon police come rush, whole crushed
All because them *** couldn't
Shot box mouths no covers
'pon body gets stacked one top the other
Wish them hadn't to

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

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

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

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

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

Loose lip the reason that ship no float
Telling the Feds everything they wanna
fatal blow took his very last breath
The of the tongue, is life and death, you feel me?

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

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

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