Luyện nghe bài hát Meet Again

Free J Lo, free One Time, Lil CBD
Ayy, free Lil Wannabe, ayy, free C
Ayy, J Money, ayy, free Fauni
Free my Papa, hey, hey, free Lil TY, hey, hey
my daddy, hey, he gon' be alright, hey
Free Gas for like, free my Ike
I got in the grave, I got homies doin' 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
12, before I tell, I'll tell '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 that's goin' in
to go to visitation, but they wouldn't let me in
So our only conversation writin' with a pen
Wanna see just how you doin', wanna know just how you
Tell you who bitch been screwin', check in on your mom and 'em
Hope you get a second chance, we down since elementary
one day we meet again, break you out this penitentiary

1]
Cuz, what's Hop you straight, know you thuggin' like you should
Seen your momma yesterday, gave her money for your
Different day, the same shit, nothing changed on Block
Couple hit a lick and got the other homies popped
got shot up with a K, I got good and bad news
They say Redro gon' be straight, but Sto Groove 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 actin' like a
Always fightin', startin' drama, she be fuckin' the opps
Asked her why she never you, why she never help you out
She say you trippin', you don't listen, and your always hot
But let me tell you 'bout your daughter, yesterday, she tried to
Everyday, she gettin' smarter, day, she tried 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 my blessings, Lord knows it could be worse
I got in the pen and I got niggas in the dirt
Pray to God to keep my faith, 'cause right now, I'm losin'
So I'ma pray to that dope, put that faith in my

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

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 blowin' and told the lieutenant
Word got back to the warden and they my visit
I dropped 40 on a lawyer, reduce your sentence
He better than that court-appointed, he fight to appeal it
But you gotta stop trippin', I heard caught ya with a phone
And they threw you in the hole, you probably wonder how I
I them days 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 and got money for my bond
I know you really miss them streets, but you ain't missin' none
I know this rap shit look 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 he on vacation
My pops back in the system, he 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, bakin' whippin'
Servin' drugs with my older brother 'til he started
I think my bro
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 before dishonor, Father God, please forgive him
I pray to God 'cause if I see him, swear to God, 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 fightin' RICO just Mitch
The only time I wear a 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 carried by 6 before I'm by 12
Fuck 12, I tell, I'll tell '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
to go to visitation, but they wouldn't 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 since elementary
Hope one day we again, break you out this penitentiary