Luyện nghe bài hát Bag Talk

[Intro: Meek
I can hear it in your voice you wasn't never in shit nigga
We at war

1: Meek Mill]
Young niggas Glocks
dope, poppin' wheelies
When the feds came through, scooped the whole South Philly
When the feds came through, they scooped the whole Philly
We was grinding, they was
Perfect to get this money, I was patient
We was Gucci, they was
Only one to keep it real when they was
Ain't a nigga me I ain't give a hundred bands to
falling out, about them bitches that we ran through
When you get the money like I got it they stand you
Fuck 'em, we at war with the system, in the
Bulletproof I'm in the trenches, niggas said that I got
I can't really trust these niggas 'bout this cash, and I sleep
And my lined my other homie up, 'cause he a creep
Show no for that pussy ass nigga, it get deep
For the love of that Benji, we spillin' in them streets
And I know why they hate me, it ain't no love in them
He was at work, we thought it was love it was cheap
He was sellin us reerock, pumping us on that Reebok
Damn, thought you was all here, out that we not
Slid up on him wit three Glocks, did him dirty for blocks
Turn that boy to a freeze pop, shoot him a [?]
It's a dog-eat-dog
Young niggas killing, all the old retiring
And the sound of that 30 start to inspiring
When you pull up on them, I firing
Please judge us, they done killed our brothers
We done starved all winter they gon our summers
I drop top Don on 'em, we do numbers
And when we get a chance to rain on 'em, we flood 'em
Fuck 'em, 'em

I told 'em, I'mma for 'em
All that drama I feel like I'm for
Catch a body, it to the grave for me
And if pop you off, you'll never change on me, no
Bag talk, put a bag on her, let that cash
[?]
the niggas [?]
Why you take it far?
[?] everybody, you understand, dog
We the type to call the house and have a
Make a thottie call homie, that's a man-off

2]
We never been loved, so we don't know how it feel
They so used to the fake shit, they know what was real
All my enemies, frenemies, I don't who to kill
I know who gon' keep it silent and know who gon' squeal
I tell no more
I know who's [?]
'Cause it all got fuzzy and down to that money
I seen niggas eatin' from me], made me watch while I'm
Bitches for the fame, you gotta watch them they phony
I don't know where I'm going, I navigation
They came and got a young niggas 'for they
Spent some time on that Patek still ain't got no
my nigga 20 years, put him on vacation
Every time I'm in the hood, I be on some shit
Stars all in the ceiling, feel like it's a
In them streets, we in there, niggas think we made it
They just killed my little cousin, wish I could've him
'Member times out in Vegas we did it major
Niggas turned back on us, I feel like they played us
I feel like they try to use us, I do no favors
Gotta watch these niggas close they been catchin' vapors