Luyện nghe bài hát Meet Again

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

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

I got in the grave, I got brothers 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 writin' letters with a pen
Wanna see how you doin', wanna know just how you been
you who your bitch been screwin', check in on your mom and 'em
Hope you get a second chance, we been down since
Hope one day we again, break you out this penitentiary

1]
Cuz, what's crackin'? Hop you straight, know you like you should
Seen your momma yesterday, gave her for your books
Different day, the same shit, nothing changed on Murda
Couple homies hit a lick and got the other popped
They got shot up with a K, I got and bad news
They say Redro gon' be straight, but Sto ain't make it through
They hit Redro with a eight, only hit Sto with two
'Round this time last year in May, junkie killed Young Doof
I seen your stupid momma, she still actin' like a thot
Always fightin', startin' drama, she be fuckin' with the
Asked her why she never write you, why she help you out
She say you trippin', you don't listen, and your temper hot
But let me tell you your daughter, yesterday, she tried to walk
Everyday, she gettin' smarter, other day, she tried to
You be there like a father and it's fuckin' with you mentally
Court-appointed lawyer got my bro a half a

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

I got homies in the grave, I got in the pen
I got that's comin' home, I got some 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 just how you been
Tell you who your bitch screwin', check in on your mom and 'em
Hope you get a chance, we been down since elementary
Hope one day we meet again, break you out penitentiary

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

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

I got in the grave, I got brothers in the pen
I got that's comin' home, I got some 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 just how you been
Tell you who bitch been screwin', check in on your mom and 'em
Hope you get a second chance, we been since elementary
Hope one day we meet again, you out this penitentiary