Luyện nghe bài hát From Da Bottom

[Intro: Mill]
Young niggas money
And we owe you niggas shit
I'm from Philly
We come the bottom
Come nothin'
And niggas got the to ask me why I'm stuntin?

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

[Bridge:
Seen things that can't be told
I was told roads was pure as gold
I never told I sold my soul
I just went at every thing I

[Hook:
Nobody's going to da bottom
Nobody's going to da
I be every nigga role model
I can't go back to the

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

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

[Outro: Mill]
I started with a dollar and a
And I'm to go and get it by any means
I can't be nigga role model
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 try and stop my shine gotta get it
All my out to get it
And we ain't never going back to the
of my niggas
I hear everybody
He too much money be humble
Man all that
Who was talking when I was dead broke starving
Ay Gutta, what these niggas huh?
It's D.C. M, G
We been out the barrel on your crab ass niggas
You me?
Milly, real nigga for life!