Luyện nghe bài hát S.N.I.T.C.H.

Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come
Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come
Well, the walls are talking to me and I know you 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 up but the man won't 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, raindrops
So niggas thought we had the same pops
Graduated, gettin' money on the same
But things changed and we ain't end up in the box
Hearing whispers, "it ain't up"
you the jailhouse talk but you ain't mad enough
I never I'd be the last man standing up
I never thought I'd had have to "Were you man enough?"
Long how the streets got the best of you
Telling all your cellies how come I ain't sitting to you
Yeah, see I can read the lines
So it's when you call and I gotta press 5

nigga, I'm tryna come home
Sorry nigga, I'm tryna home
I think the Feds are looking through me; you hear it in my tone?
So then nigga, I'm tryna come home, hey!

Got me tiptoeing the conversation on our calls
act normal but the writing is on the wall
It's like I hear you when you heard they hit the wall
But I just let it ride so I don't be the to fall
"They sayin' Tarian been money while I'm gone
And he tryna to holla at my bitch when I was home"
"Nah, he selling cars, be him and Lil Rome"
I'm tryna offset what he was saying on my phone
Nowadays don't need shovels to bury you
Pointing fingers pallbearers how they carry you
So much for death before
Might as well have a robe and like your honor
I sit and wonder, play it by the numbers
When you like lightning then you crash like thunder
Seen your baby mama she even know if she should speak
What the is there to say knowing her king's now weak saying

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

Let's talk real niggas, let's real, nigga
How many 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 wear
Every move we ever made is stared at
I bet the man inside his doesn't stare back
Break your heart when the man you call brother
Be the one that setting in motion all them undercovers
my mom mother, was at my graduation
When I signed my record you was my motivation
Uh, from great friends now no affiliation
Divided by the time he was
Once he me that

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