Luyện nghe bài hát From Da Bottom

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

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

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

Guordan]
Nobody's back to da bottom
Nobody's to da bottom
I can't be every nigga model
I go back to the bottom

[Verse 2: Meek
getting 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' it out it's a shame to say
Feeling like Mike before the fade
I'm like should I take the shot? or let it fade
And all this love I'm getting ain't gon' take the hate
But these haters motivate me in a way
Ain't no I in team - what I done seen
It's man for himself well, until I intervene
I put my niggas on paper, we swarm like lions when they smell blood
When dream they sell love like cocaine
Or heroin heroin I'm Cobain
I'm blowing up I did my own
They my soul and my body for a little chain
I'm dancing the Illuminati call it Soul Train

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

[Outro: Mill]
I started 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 model
I got my own son to
And my is very precious
And my son expect me to walk through that door 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 hear everybody
He too much money be humble
Man all that
Who was when I was dead broke starving huh?
Ay Gutta, what these talking huh?
It's D.C. M, G
We been jumped out the barrel on your ass niggas
You me?
Meek Milly, nigga for life!