Luyện nghe bài hát S.N.I.T.C.H.

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

Now when the phone start to click in, your start to echo
Say you got to hang up but the man let go
Oh, my say it ain't so
Now we speaking on some niggas that he say he ain't
We used to steal bikes, dodge raindrops
So close niggas thought we had the same
Graduated, gettin' money on the blocks
But things changed and we end up in the same box
Hearing whispers, "it ain't up"
you the jailhouse talk but you ain't mad enough
I never thought I'd be the man standing up
I never thought I'd had to question "Were you man enough?"
Long letters how the streets got the of you
Telling all your cellies how come I ain't sitting to you
Yeah, see I can read the lines
So awkward when you call and I gotta press 5

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

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

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

Let's real niggas, let's speak real, nigga
How many niggas you knew snitching you ain't killed,
Covered his own tracks, he care that
We had a he killed, I got to wear that
Every move we made is getting stared at
I bet the man inside his mirror stare back
Break your when the man you call your brother
Be the same one that setting in motion all undercovers
Called my mom mother, was at my
When I signed my record you was my motivation
Uh, from great now it's no affiliation
Divided by the time he was
Once he told me

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