Luyện nghe bài hát From Da Bottom

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

[Verse 1: Meek
I'da sip Ciroc Diddy, drunk Spade with Hov
In the vip of the 40, with bad-ass hoes
Had my grip on my forty, was at that stove
The same work got cooked 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 you know we ball, Mr. Clean
I'm LIV Sunday blowing hella racks
Just getting right cause in my life I from hell and back
I'm just that nice and I don't write so you can 'em that
I'm just making up for when I was selling crack
On the corner in the cold try'na sling 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 it them niggas old
a walk up to that mirror boy look at yourself
You see a or a nigga just lookin' for help
And every night I'm in the killing myself
A lot of niggas me now cause I'm feeling myself
em' though
They screaming be humble, boy be
But ain't say that when my stomach used to rumble
Looked in a cell when I my dreams crumble
Now I'm out here buzzing you can the bee's bumble

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

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

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

[Verse 3: Mill]
night I forgot 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 gotta for the hook like you sticking Dr. J
My defensive is like three fences and a wall
I get soft time we go against ya'll
I'm on guard play the point like I'm Chris
You get crossed like AI did Mike for ball
For this rock you get shot, off
Cause in this game we shooting metal like pin ball
I put this Mac to your face lip gloss
And do you right and put you on ice Lindros

[Outro: Meek
I started with a and a dream
And I'm to go and get it by any means
I be every nigga role model
Why my role model
I got my own son to
And my life is very
And my son expect me to walk through that every night
So any nigga try and stop my gotta get it
All my out to get it
And we never going back to the bottom
None of my
I hear talking
He spending too much money be
Man all that
Who was talking I was dead broke starving huh?
Ay Gutta, what these niggas talking
It's D.C. M, G
We jumped out the barrel on your crab ass niggas
You me?
Meek Milly, real for life!