Luyện nghe bài hát From Da Bottom

[Intro: Meek
niggas gettin' money
And we don't owe you niggas
I'm Philly nigga
We come from the
from nothin'
And got the nerve to ask me why I'm stuntin?

[Verse 1: Meek
I'da sip Ciroc with Diddy, Spade with Hov
In the vip of the 40, with bad-ass hoes
Had my grip on my forty, was at that stove
The night work got cooked half that sold
A pyrex and a beam
Like Mr. had a dream we ain't miss a fiend
Talking dirty to niggas with my Listerine
If I was you know we ball, Mr. Clean
I'm talking LIV Sunday blowing hella
Just getting right cause in my I been from hell and back
I'm just that nice and I don't write so you can tell 'em
I'm making up for nights when I was selling crack
On the in the cold try'na sling them O's
And my niggas in the city went against the code
Them told, still partying them niggas bold
But I'm like it I'm young and getting it them niggas old
Take a walk up to that mirror boy look at
You see a getta or a nigga lookin' for help
And every I'm in the studio killing myself
A lot of niggas hate me now cause I'm myself
em' though
They be humble, boy be humble
But nobody say that when my stomach used to rumble
in a cell when I seen my dreams crumble
Now I'm out here you can here the bee's bumble

Buordan]
Seen some things that can't be
I was told these roads was pure as
I never I never sold my soul
I just at every thing I dove

Guordan]
Nobody's going to da bottom
going to da bottom
I can't be every nigga model
I can't go to the bottom

2: Meek Mill]
Niggas getting high, just to take the away
When I'm getting by couple million for a rainy day
Off season but I practice like I got a today
And everybody ain't gon' it out it's a shame to say
Feeling like Mike before the away
I'm like should I the shot? or let it fade away?
And all this love I'm ain't gon' take the hate away
But these motivate me in a crazy way
Ain't no I in team - what I done seen
It's every man for himself well, I intervene
I put my niggas on paper, we swarm like lions when they smell blood
When dream shatters they sell like cocaine
Or heroin from I'm Cobain
I'm up I did my own thing
They want my soul and my for a little chain
I'm dancing the Illuminati call it Soul Train

[Verse 3: Meek
Last night I to pray for shit that I got today
The devil 'round the corner and the a block away
body after body very few of us find a way
You gotta watch for the like you sticking Dr. J
My defensive is like three fences and a brick
I get soft time we go against ya'll
I'm on guard play the like I'm Chris Paul
You get crossed like AI did for this ball
For this rock you get shot, off
Cause in this game we shooting metal like it's pin
I put this Mac to face like lip gloss
And do you and put you on ice like Lindros

[Outro: Mill]
I started with a and a dream
And I'm willing to go and get it by any
I can't be every nigga role
Why nobody my model
I got my own son to
And my life is precious
And my son expect me to walk through that door night
So any nigga try and my shine gotta get it
All my out to get it
And we ain't going back to the bottom
of my niggas
I hear talking
He spending too money be humble
Man all that
Who was talking when I was dead broke huh?
Ay Gutta, what niggas talking huh?
It's D.C. M, G
We been out the barrel on your crab ass niggas
You me?
Milly, real nigga for life!