Luyện nghe bài hát From Da Bottom

[Intro: Meek
niggas gettin' money
And we don't owe you niggas
I'm from nigga
We from the bottom
Come from
And got the nerve to ask me why I'm stuntin?

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

Buordan]
Seen things that can't be told
I was told these roads was as gold
I told I never sold my soul
I just went at every thing I

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

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

[Verse 3: Mill]
Last night I to pray for shit that I got today
The devil 'round the corner and the reaper a away
It's body body very few of us find a way
You watch for the hook like you sticking Dr. J
My defensive is like three and a brick wall
I get soft every 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 shooting metal it's pin ball
I put this Mac to your like lip gloss
And do you right and put you on ice like

[Outro: Mill]
I with a dollar and a dream
And I'm willing to go and get it by any
I can't be every nigga model
Why nobody my role
I got my own son to
And my life is precious
And my son expect me to walk through door every night
So any nigga try and my shine gotta get it
All my out to get it
And we ain't never going to the bottom
of my niggas
I everybody talking
He spending too money be humble
Man fuck all
Who was talking I was dead broke starving 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?
Milly, real nigga for life!