Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy's Gone

Push, push, push,
Push, push, it comes
It's, a girl

a young girl gave birth
Only a child, bringin' another child on earth
Only 15 of age
But comin' the ghetto, it won't make the front page

See, that's the way go
And to the she ain't nothin' but another hoe
Thinkin' all she want is food
Give her a check and let her with the school tramps

And mama's mad
now she gotta watch her little girl grow up fast
Straight ghetto life, straight drama
Wanted a baby doll, now she's somebody's

And is so confusin' to her
Askin' herself why is this to her
So now she choose
Between a box of and a pair of new tennis shoes

had to make that choice before
Never heard a voice before
And the ain't nowhere to be found
Too busy a hoe around town

He just into another statistic
Claimin' black men do shit
But the way it is
And little do they know also sheds tears

'Cause he don't what to do
Be a father to his child, or run a crew
You say, easy choice, be a father
But why he do it when his father didn't bother?

Just another sample, I
Of men settin' bad examples
Thinkin' deep about the whole
Takes his last bit of money and to buy a gold ring

And asks her to her
Promise to get a job, so he can her
Thinkin' the way to do it
But little do they know that there's more to it

'Cause is demandin'
It takes lots of patience and
But they go and tie the anyway
And be gettin' their own crib any day

The first couple of months were
A new crib, adaptin' to a new
But then came the
And the constant fightin' got 'em out their apartment

So now they gotta move in with her
And that just to the muthafuckin' problems
'Cause now he's feelin' like he
And while asleep he grabs his shit and bails

out the do', black
And never takes look back
Now grandma's is an unhappy home
Now daddy's gone, daddy's gone, yeah

Daddy before I stepped in this muthafucka
And left the job to be done by my mother's
up by my grandmother's son
'Cause my mark-ass never came around for guidance

So now I'm forced to up on my own two
'Cause mommy dear had to work jobs, duke
He didn't even my friendship
I guess the mark-ass nigga down to begin with

Too late to come with his drunk ass
And beatin' up my mom his punk ass
And got dread
I guess I shouldn't talk so bad my dad

So it is, brothers
If you gon' have babies, you need to father them
'Cause if you in due time
Your kids'll about daddy exactly like I do mine

So do a favor
Take your to the park, buy 'em shit, and they'll pay you later
But paying's not the
If you'd die now your little kids wouldn't even miss you

So put away caddy
Call your up and tell her to make room for daddy
'Cause if you don't you'll be
And the only thing they'll say about daddy, is daddy is
gone, yeah