Luyện nghe bài hát A Week Ago

That's
Uh-huh-uh, it was all good a week ago
Last I had everything
Uh, uh-huh-uh, had this all just a week ago
I had the money, had the cars, the
Uh-huh, yeah, it was all just a week ago
And the jewelry,
And then my motherfucking niggas started
Uh-huh, uh uh, yo
Bitch!

Growing up in the just my dog and me
We used to hustle in the for, all to see
Problems, I on him, he called on me
We wasn't partners, I hit him off my P
Met him unlocked doors, off my
Yeah we spoke, much than cordially
Man he broke bread with me, my business with me
The Feds came to get me, we both fled
Wasn't quick to jump over the hedges with me
Got caught, and that's our relationship strayed
Used to call me the joint til he ran out of change
And when he called and I heard his name
I quickly accepted, but I reached the phone
He's talkin' reckless, I can deceit in his tone
I said, "Damn dog, what, weeks and you're home?"
He said, "Main man, you think shit's sweet you're home."
I just sat, spat no speech in the phone
The crackers up there bleaching your dome, reaching
I said, "The world don't stop got to keep keep on."
From there I the beef was on
I ran to the spot, to add some more features to my phone
To see if I had and leeches on my phone
Can't be too cause niggas is two-faced
And they show the side when they catch a new case
on

It was when you had hella weed to smoke
And you bought a new home where you could keep the
I don't see how this side of you be provoked
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all just a week ago)

Funny what, days can change
A up nigga, now you sit down to aim
Used to a firm grip now you dropping names
Uh-huh, (It was all good just a week ago)

Like I put the to your head and made you sell
We came in this game, blind as hell
I did a better, had more clientele
Told you put away some cheddar now you crying for
Seventeen and I'm on to around a mill
I could out and blow trial and come around on the pill
Had niggas thinking I was from Uptown for
I had so hustle plus I was down to ill
Like a nigga, straight out of Brownsville
Down and dirty, down to the round thirty
Freezing on them corners holding my crack
Looking up and down the block, the is the dough at?
Came flat broke to letting the dough stack
You tell them feds I said I'm never back
I'm from Marcy, and don't raise no rats
You know the consequences of your acts, you be serious

It was when you had hella weed to smoke
And you a new home where you could keep the folks
I don't see how this side of you be provoked
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all just a week ago)

Funny what, seven can change
A up nigga, now you sit down to aim
Used to have a firm grip now you dropping
Uh-huh, (It was all good just a week ago)

The lawyer I retained you you leaking some things
All this a week in the bang
I'm mad at myself cause I didn't the weak and lame
I would of bet the you wouldn't speak a thing
Nigga this was the oath, to the top of
Even our finger, anything that got between us
We sposed to cock the ninas, happened to that?
Instead you copped out to a
Fuck it, the same make you laugh make you cry
right, the same game that make you mad could make you die
It's a dice game, and you crap
Who would of thought you'd get popped one and rap?
Now you know that's bad your sister is mad
And your son gotta up like, "This is my dad?"
The labeling of a snitch is a scar
You'll always be in jail nigga, minus the bars

It was cool you had hella weed to smoke
And you a new home where you could keep the folks
I don't see how this side of you could be
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good a week ago)

Funny what, seven can change
A up nigga, now you sit down to aim
Used to have a firm grip now you dropping
Uh-huh, uh-huh (It was all just a week ago)

Shit is man
All these niggas out here
We was one step away from taking crack money
And recycling it the ghettos
And building up our own hoods
Now all you niggas start on each other
I got doing 15-20
to been doing SHIT
If you snitch
Bitch!
It's about y'all check that shit out man
It all good
your mouth
Just watch the
And snitch
It sure do a lot for you
that baby
Jay-Z, Short Dawg's in the main
You I got it
Got it on
We got the
Ain't got nuthin' to do with crime
But I'm

You rat bastard!