Luyện nghe bài hát From Da Bottom

[Intro: Mill]
niggas gettin' money
And we owe you niggas shit
I'm from nigga
We come the bottom
Come nothin'
And niggas got the nerve to ask me why I'm

[Verse 1: Meek
I'da sip Ciroc with Diddy, drunk with Hov
In the vip of the 40, with some bad-ass
Had my grip on my forty, was at that stove
The same night work got cooked that sold
A and a triple beam
Like Mr. King had a dream we miss a fiend
Talking dirty to niggas with my Listerine
If I was there you know we ball, Mr.
I'm talking LIV Sunday hella racks
Just getting right in my life I been from hell and back
I'm just that and I don't write so you can tell 'em that
I'm making up for nights when I was selling crack
On the corner in the cold try'na sling O's
And half my niggas in the city against the code
Them niggas told, still them niggas bold
But I'm fuck it I'm young and getting it them niggas old
Take a up to that mirror boy look at yourself
You see a getta or a nigga lookin' for help
And night I'm in the studio killing myself
A lot of niggas hate me now I'm feeling myself
em' though
They be humble, boy be humble
But nobody say that when my stomach used to rumble
Looked in a cell when I seen my dreams
Now I'm out here you can here the bee's bumble

Buordan]
Seen some things that be told
I was told these roads was as gold
I never told I sold my soul
I just at every thing I dove

[Hook:
Nobody's going to da bottom
Nobody's going to da
I can't be every role model
I can't go to the bottom

[Verse 2: Meek
Niggas getting high, just to take the away
I'm just getting by couple million for a rainy day
Off but I practice like I got a game today
And everybody ain't make it out it's a shame to say
Feeling Mike before the fade away
I'm like should I the shot? or let it fade away?
And all this love I'm getting ain't gon' take the hate
But these haters me in a crazy way
Ain't no I in team - from what I done
It's man for himself well, until I intervene
I put my on paper, we swarm paper like lions when they smell blood
When shatters they sell love like cocaine
Or heroin from heroin I'm
I'm up I did my own thing
They want my soul and my body for a little
I'm with the Illuminati call it Soul Train

[Verse 3: Meek
Last night I to pray for shit that I got today
The devil 'round the corner and the reaper a block
It's after body very few of us find a way
You watch for the hook like you sticking Dr. J
My defensive is like three fences and a brick
I get every time we go against ya'll
I'm on guard play the point like I'm Paul
You get crossed AI did Mike for this ball
For rock you get shot, picked off
Cause in this game we metal like it's pin ball
I put this Mac to face like lip gloss
And do you and put you on ice like Lindros

[Outro: Mill]
I started with a dollar and a
And I'm willing to go and get it by any
I can't be every nigga model
Why nobody my model
I got my own son to
And my life is very
And my son expect me to walk through that door night
So any nigga try and stop my shine get it
All my out to get it
And we never going back to the bottom
of my niggas
I hear talking
He too much money be humble
Man fuck all
Who was talking when I was dead broke huh?
Ay Gutta, what niggas talking huh?
It's D.C. M, G
We been out the barrel on your crab ass niggas
You me?
Meek Milly, nigga for life!