Luyện nghe bài hát Snitch

Convict
Guess who's
Still we here,
and Obie, Trice

Whatcha gonna do it it, A?
gonna do?
Take 'em all to the street

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knowing heaven has us being devil's minors
That ain't got shit to do with the tea in
We gon' keep the grind up 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, there's no you, it's
We vow this, mixing yayo soda powder

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

I keep the 40 cal on my
with the mind 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 you need, believe me, I'm gon' lace you
Just whatever you do, Snitch
'Cause you will get hit, pray, I don't you, yeah

Nowadays, Sammy Da Bull's got the game
So he move to a area to keep cool
He snitchin' on a snitch now, nothin' to tell
Nowadays, circles should be small as hell

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

These cats is rats now, the streets decon
That's how they react now, weak the heat's on 'em
Stop snitchin', you asked for the you're livin'
This act is not permitted, on the map

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

I the 40 cal on my side
Steppin' with the state of the mobster
You see a pass by
Tuck your chain in 'cause he 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 will get hit, pray, I lace you, yeah

You rat