Luyện nghe bài hát Meet Again

Free J Lo, free One Time, Lil CBD
Ayy, free Lil Wannabe, ayy, Montana C
Ayy, free J Money, ayy, Fauni
Free my Crip Papa, hey, hey, 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 doin' life

I'd rather be by 6 before 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 tell 'em crackers in hell

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 conversation writin' letters with a pen
see just how you doin', wanna know just 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 since
Hope one day we meet again, 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, changed on Murda Block
homies hit a lick and got the other homies popped
They got shot up a K, I got good and bad news
They say Redro gon' be straight, but Sto ain't make it through
hit Redro with a eight, only hit Sto Groove with two
'Round this time year in May, crackhead junkie killed Young Doof
I seen your stupid baby momma, she actin' like a thot
fightin', startin' drama, she be fuckin' with the opps
Asked her why she write you, why she never help you out
She say you trippin', you listen, and your temper always hot
But let me tell you 'bout daughter, yesterday, she tried to walk
Everyday, she gettin' smarter, other day, she to talk
You be there like a father and it's fuckin' with you mentally
Court-appointed lawyer got my bro a half a

Give me strength to my blessings, Lord knows it could be worse
I got niggas in the pen and I got niggas in the
Pray to God to keep my faith, 'cause right now, I'm losin'
So I'ma to that dope, put that 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 wouldn't let me in
So our only conversation writin' letters a pen
Wanna see just how you doin', 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

2]
I know you worried 'bout me, cuzzo, we ain't in a minute
Don't think a nigga tryna ignore you, I'm just business
On my way here, I was blowin' and told the lieutenant
Word got back to the and they cancelled my visit
I dropped 40 on a lawyer, reduce your sentence
He better that court-appointed, he gon' fight to appeal it
But you gotta stop trippin', I heard caught ya with a phone
And they threw you in the hole, you wonder how I know
I miss them days 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 nigga pockets and got money for my bond
I know you really miss them streets, but you ain't really missin'
I know this rap shit look real sweet, but my real life, it no fun
'Cause now, I'm out on bond, Madu, he on probation
My bro on the run, he think he on vacation
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, they took my own cousins, started actin'
Cookin' drugs my older brother, bakin' soda whippin'
Servin' drugs with my older brother he started sniffin'
I my bro addicted
I tried to put my nigga on and then he up stealin'
I caught that stealin' crumbs when I was plottin' on millions
Believe in before dishonor, Father God, please forgive him
I to God 'cause if I see him, swear to God, I'ma kill him
I got some change, my niggas changed, I'm gettin' change, they think I'm
They want me locked up in a cage, I'm fightin' RICO just like
The only time I a suit and tie is at a funeral or a courtroom for trial

I'd be carried by 6 before I'm judged by 12
Fuck 12, before I tell, I'll 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 in hell

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 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 second chance, we been down since
one day we meet again, break you out this penitentiary