Luyện nghe bài hát Bag Talk

[Intro: Meek
I can hear it in your voice you wasn't never in shit nigga
We at war

[Verse 1: Meek
niggas totin' Glocks
Sellin' dope, wheelies
When the feds came through, they the whole South Philly
the feds came through, they scooped the whole South Philly
We was grinding, was hating
Perfect time to get money, I was patient
We was Gucci, was snaking
Only one to keep it real they was faking
Ain't a nigga me I ain't give a hundred bands to
falling out, about them bitches that we ran through
When you get the money like I got it can't stand you
'em, we at war with the system, in the streets
Bulletproof I'm in the trenches, niggas said I got beef
I can't really trust niggas 'bout this cash, and I can't sleep
And my homie lined my homie up, 'cause he a creep
no love for that pussy ass nigga, it get deep
For the love of that Benji, we spillin' in them streets
And I know why they me, it ain't no love in them streets
He was hinting at work, we it was love it was cheap
He was sellin us that reerock, pumping us on Reebok
Damn, thought you was all here, found out we not
Slid up on him wit three Glocks, did him dirty for three
Turn boy to a freeze pop, shoot him into a [?]
It's a enviornment
Young niggas killing, all the old heads
And the sound of that 30 to sound inspiring
When you up on them, I start firing
Please don't judge us, they done our brothers
We starved all winter they gon feel our summers
I drop top Don on 'em, we do numbers
And we get a chance to rain on 'em, we gon' flood 'em
'em, fuck 'em

I told 'em, pray for 'em
All that drama I like I'm made for
Catch a body, it to the grave for me
And if they pop you off, never change on me, no
Bag talk, put a bag on her, let that cash
[?]
the niggas [?]
Why you take it that
[?] everybody, you understand, dog
We the type to call the house and a standoff
Make a thottie call homie, that's a man-off

2]
We ain't never been loved, so we don't how it feel
They so used to the fake shit, they don't know what was
All my enemies, frenemies, I don't who to kill
I don't who gon' keep it silent and know who gon' squeal
I can't tell no
I don't who's [?]
'Cause it all got fuzzy and down to that money
I seen niggas eatin' me], made me watch while I'm hungry
Bitches changed for the fame, you gotta them they phony
I don't where I'm going, I need navigation
They came and got a young niggas 'for they
Spent time on that Patek still ain't got no patience
Gave my nigga 20 years, put him on
Every time I'm in the hood, I be on some shit
all in the ceiling, feel like it's a spaceship
In them streets, we still in there, niggas we made it
They killed my little cousin, wish I could've saved him
'Member out in Vegas when we did it major
turned they back on us, I feel like they played us
I feel like they try to use us, I can't do no
Gotta watch these niggas close 'cause they been vapors