Luyện nghe bài hát Snitch

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

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

I the 40 cal on my side
Steppin' with the mind state of the
You see a pass by
Tuck your chain in 'cause he 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, I don't lace you, yeah

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

Brought game around ours
How it be? Been homies since Superman draws
Only never came to par
He had us, a true neighborhood

Had his back 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 those Reservoir Dogs

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

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

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

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

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

an eye for an eye for the riders
We ain't trying to get up, we soul survivors
Po Po's is cowards, no you, it's ours
We vow this, mixing yayo soda powder

Who woulda known he would and cower
Once the captain showed, he whole McDonalds
So no X's and O's, Tex
Aim at your chest

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You rat