Luyện nghe bài hát Snitch

Convict
Guess back
we here, haters
A-Tan and Obie,

Whatcha do it with it, A?
Whatcha do?
'em all back to the street

I the 40 cal on my side
Steppin' with the mind of the mobster
You see a nigga by
Tuck chain in 'cause he might rob ya

Got glocks for sale, red tops for
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm lace you
Just whatever you do, Snitch
'Cause you get hit, pray I don't lace you, yeah

It's risky, the bitch tend to rise out a
It's history, Snitch, who decided he's a
Once he got pinched, coincided law
Same say, he lay it down for the boy

game squad around ours
How could it be? homies since Superman draws
foniness never came to par
He had us, a neighborhood actor

Had his back K's
Now we see through him like X-Ray's, cuffed in Adam car
No matter, his loss, we at him, war
Knowing not to cross Reservoir Dogs

You helped plant seeds to be a vegetable
When we invest in team, to the death fo' sho'
No X and Os, Tex
Aim at your chest

I the 40 cal on my side
with the mind state of the mobster
You see a nigga by
Tuck chain in 'cause he might rob ya

Got glocks for sale, red tops for
Anything that you need, me, I'm gon' lace you
don't whatever you do, Snitch
'Cause you get hit, pray, I don't lace you, yeah

We started out as a crew, in one speak, it's all
Private conferences we eat, Benihana's
when we peep enemies on us
Been on corners, sellin' like anything on us

Knowing heaven has shown us devil's minors
That ain't got shit to do the tea in China
We gon' the grind up 'til death come find us
Meantime in them European whips reclined up

an eye for an eye for the riders
We trying to get locked up, we soul survivors
Po Po's is cowards, no you, it's ours
We vow this, mixing with soda powder

Who woulda he would fold and cower
Once the showed, he sold whole McDonalds
So no X's and O's, Tex
Aim at chest nicca

I the 40 cal on my side
Steppin' with the state of the mobster
You see a nigga by
your chain in 'cause he might rob ya

Got for sale, red tops for sale
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm lace you
Just don't you do, Snitch
you will get hit, pray, I don't lace you, yeah

Nowadays, Sammy Da got the game full
So he move to a rural area to cool
He snitchin' on a now, there's nothin' to tell
Nowadays, your circles should be as hell

Ain't tryin' to meet new faces, don't interest me
Even if we bubble slow, get it eventually
No penitentiary, there be no clemency
You will meet the lowest snitch in us a century

These is rats now, the streets need decon
how they react now, weak when the heat's on 'em
Stop snitchin', you asked for the life livin'
act is not permitted, nowhere on the map

It is forbidden to send a nigga to prison if been in it
Along 'em and then snitch and become hidden
So no X's and O's, Tex Calicos
Aim at your nicca

I keep the 40 cal on my
Steppin' the mind state of the mobster
You see a pass by
Tuck your in 'cause he might rob ya

Got glocks for sale, red for sale
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm lace you
Just don't whatever you do,
'Cause you get hit, pray, I don't lace you, yeah

You rat