Luyện nghe bài hát Meet Again

Free J Lo, One Time, free Lil CBD
Ayy, free Lil Wannabe, ayy, free C
Ayy, J Money, ayy, free Fauni
my Crip Papa, hey, hey, free Lil TY, hey, hey
Free my daddy, hey, he be alright, hey
Gas for like, free my nigga Ike
I got homies in the grave, I got homies life

I'd be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12
Fuck 12, I tell, I'll take a .38 shell
I'd be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12
Fuck 12, before I tell, I'll 'em crackers burn in hell

I got homies in the grave, I got in the pen
I got some that's comin' home, I got some that's in
Tried to go to visitation, but they let me in
So our only conversation writin' with a pen
Wanna see just how you doin', wanna just how you been
Tell you who your bitch been screwin', check in on mom and 'em
Hope you get a chance, we been down since elementary
Hope one day we meet again, you out this penitentiary

1]
Cuz, what's crackin'? Hop you straight, know you thuggin' like you
Seen your yesterday, gave her money for your books
Different day, the same shit, changed on Murda Block
Couple homies hit a lick and got the other popped
They got shot up with a K, I got and bad news
They say gon' be straight, but Sto Groove ain't make it through
They hit with a eight, only hit Sto Groove with two
'Round this time last year in May, crackhead junkie killed Young
I your stupid baby momma, she still actin' like a thot
Always fightin', startin' drama, she be with the opps
her why she never write you, why she never help you out
She say you trippin', you don't listen, and temper always hot
But let me tell you 'bout your daughter, yesterday, she tried to
Everyday, she gettin' smarter, other day, she tried to
You can't be there like a father and it's fuckin' you mentally
Court-appointed got my bro a half a century

Give me strength to my blessings, Lord knows it could be worse
I got niggas in the pen and I got in the dirt
Pray to God to keep my faith, right now, I'm losin' hope
So I'ma pray to that dope, put faith in my work

I got in the grave, I got brothers in the pen
I got that's comin' home, I got some that's goin' in
to go to visitation, but they wouldn't let me in
So our conversation writin' letters with a pen
Wanna see how you doin', wanna know just how you been
Tell you who bitch been screwin', check in on your mom and 'em
Hope you get a chance, we been down since elementary
Hope one day we again, break you out this penitentiary

2]
I know you worried 'bout me, cuzzo, we ain't in a minute
Don't think a nigga tryna you, I'm just handlin' business
On my way here, I was blowin' and they told the
Word got back to the warden and they cancelled my
I dropped 40 on a lawyer, tryna reduce your
He than that court-appointed, he gon' fight to appeal it
But you gotta stop trippin', I heard they ya with a phone
And they threw you in the hole, you probably how I know
I miss them when we was mobbin', we was robbin' just for fun
If you was fightin', then we fightin', 'em, ain't no one on one
Remember clutchin' at the function, I got up with a gun
You went in every nigga pockets and got money for my
I know you really miss them streets, but you ain't really none
I this rap shit look real sweet, but my real life, it ain't no fun
right now, I'm out on bond, Madu, he on probation
My lil' bro on the run, he he on vacation
My pops back in the system, he might die in prison
My mom is co-defendant, so she got locked up him
He got on by his own sister, she the eyewitness
Now every time I see my blood cousins, I don't even 'em
See what drugs, they took my own cousins, started actin' different
Cookin' drugs with my older brother, bakin' soda
Servin' drugs with my older brother he started sniffin'
I my bro addicted
I tried to put my nigga on and he ended up stealin'
I caught that nigga stealin' when I was plottin' on millions
Believe in death before dishonor, Father God, please him
I pray to God if I see him, swear to God, I'ma kill him
I got some change, my changed, I'm gettin' change, they think I'm rich
They want me locked up in a cage, I'm RICO just like Mitch
The only time I wear a suit and tie is at a or a courtroom for trial

I'd rather be by 6 before I'm judged by 12
12, before I tell, I'll take a .38 shell
I'd be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12
Fuck 12, before I tell, I'll tell 'em crackers burn in

I got in the grave, I got brothers in the pen
I got some that's comin' home, I got that's goin' in
Tried to go to visitation, but they let me in
So our only conversation writin' with a pen
Wanna see just how you doin', wanna know how you been
Tell you who your been screwin', check in on your mom and 'em
Hope you get a second chance, we been down elementary
Hope one day we again, break you out this penitentiary