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 from
And niggas got the nerve to ask me why I'm

[Verse 1: Mill]
I'da sip Ciroc with Diddy, Spade with Hov
In the vip of the 40, with some bad-ass
Had my grip on my forty, still was at stove
The same night work got cooked half sold
A and a triple beam
Like Mr. King had a dream we ain't a fiend
dirty to these niggas with my Listerine
If I was there you we ball, Mr. Clean
I'm talking LIV blowing hella racks
Just 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 when I was selling crack
On the corner in the try'na sling them O's
And half my in the city went against the code
Them niggas told, still them niggas bold
But I'm like fuck it I'm young and getting it them old
Take a up to that mirror boy look at yourself
You see a getta or a just lookin' for help
And every night I'm in the studio killing
A lot of niggas hate me now I'm feeling myself
Fuck em'
They be humble, boy be humble
But ain't nobody say that when my stomach used to
Looked in a when I seen my dreams crumble
Now I'm out here buzzing you can the bee's bumble

[Bridge:
Seen some things can't be told
I was told roads was pure as gold
I never told I never my soul
I went at every thing I dove

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

[Verse 2: Meek
Niggas high, just to take the pain away
When I'm just getting by million for a rainy day
Off season but I practice like I got a today
And everybody ain't gon' 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 I'm getting ain't gon' take the hate away
But haters motivate me in a crazy way
Ain't no I in team - what I done seen
every man for himself well, until I intervene
I put my niggas on paper, we swarm paper like lions they smell blood
When shatters they sell love like cocaine
Or heroin heroin I'm Cobain
I'm blowing up I did my own
They want my soul and my body for a little
I'm with the Illuminati call it Soul Train

[Verse 3: Meek
night I forgot to pray for shit that I got today
The devil 'round the corner and the reaper a away
It's body after body few of us find a way
You watch for the hook like you sticking Dr. J
My defensive is like three fences and a wall
I get soft every time we go ya'll
I'm on guard play the like I'm Chris Paul
You get crossed like AI did Mike for ball
For rock 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 my role model
I got my own son to
And my is very precious
And my son me to walk through that door every night
So any try and stop my shine gotta get it
All my out to get it
And we ain't never back to the bottom
None of my
I hear talking
He spending too much be humble
Man fuck all
Who was talking when I was broke starving huh?
Ay Gutta, what niggas talking huh?
It's D.C. M, G
We been jumped out the barrel on your ass niggas
You me?
Meek Milly, real for life!