Luyện nghe bài hát Meet Again

Free J Lo, One Time, free Lil CBD
Ayy, free Lil Wannabe, ayy, Montana 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
Free Gas for like, my nigga Ike
I got homies in the grave, I got homies doin'

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

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

1]
Cuz, what's crackin'? Hop you straight, know you thuggin' like you
Seen momma yesterday, gave her money for your books
Different day, the same shit, nothing changed on 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 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 last year in May, junkie killed Young Doof
I seen your stupid baby momma, she still like a thot
Always fightin', startin' drama, she be with the opps
Asked her why she never you, why she never 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 to talk
You can't be like a father and it's fuckin' with you mentally
lawyer got my bro a half a century

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

I got in the grave, I got brothers in the pen
I got some comin' home, I got some that's goin' in
Tried to go to visitation, but they let me in
So our only writin' letters with a pen
see just 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
Hope one day we meet again, you out this penitentiary

2]
I you worried 'bout me, cuzzo, we ain't talked in a minute
Don't think a nigga tryna ignore you, I'm just handlin'
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, reduce your sentence
He than that court-appointed, he gon' fight to appeal it
But you gotta trippin', I heard they caught ya with a phone
And they threw you in the hole, you probably 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 locked up a gun
You in every nigga pockets and got money for my bond
I know you miss them streets, but you ain't really missin' none
I know 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 bro on the run, he think 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 snitched on by his own sister, she the
Now every time I see my cousins, I don't even feel 'em
See what them drugs, they took my own cousins, started different
Cookin' drugs with my older brother, bakin' whippin'
drugs with my older brother 'til he started sniffin'
I my bro addicted
I tried to put my nigga on and then he up stealin'
I caught that nigga stealin' crumbs when I was on millions
Believe in death before dishonor, 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 change, they think I'm rich
They me locked up in a cage, I'm fightin' RICO just like Mitch
The only I wear a suit and tie is at a funeral or a courtroom for trial

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

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 writin' letters with a pen
Wanna see just how you doin', wanna know 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 elementary
Hope one day we meet again, you out this penitentiary