Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy's Gone

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

1971 a young girl birth
Only a child, bringin' another child on this
15 years of age
But comin' from the ghetto, it won't make the front

See, the way shit go
And to the government she nothin' but another hoe
Thinkin' all she is food stamps
Give her a check and let her hang the school tramps

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

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

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

He just into another statistic
black men don't do shit
But the way it is
And do they know daddy also sheds tears

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

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

And asks her to her
to get a job, so he can carry 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 they'll be gettin' own crib any day

The couple of months were alright
A new crib, to a new life
But came the arguments
And the fightin' got 'em thrown out their apartment

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

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

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

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

Too late to come around his drunk ass
And beatin' up my mom his punk ass
And shit got
I I shouldn't talk so bad about my dad

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

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

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