Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Momma

When I was young, me and my had beef
17 old, kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time I never thought I'd see her
Ain't a alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from and scared to go home, I was a fool
With the big boys breaking all the
I shed tears with my baby sister, over the
We was poorer than the little kids
And even though we had daddies, the same drama
When things went we'd blame mama
I reminisce on the I caused, it was hell
Huggin' on my mama a jail cell
And who'd in elementary, hey
I'd see the one day?
And running from the police, right
catch me, put a whoopin' to my backside
And as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen,
I understand
For a woman it ain't trying to raise a man
You always was
A poor single mother on welfare, me how you did it
no way I can pay you back, but the plan
Is to you that I understand
You are

Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" (w/ 2Pac)]
Lady, don'tcha we love ya? (Dear mama)
lady, place no one above ya (You are appreciated)
Sweet lady, know we love ya?

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Now ain't tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, my anger
Wouldn't let me for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all
I was for a father he was gone
I hung around with the thugs, and even though sold drugs
They a young brother love
I out and started really hangin'
I money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty even though I sell rocks
It good putting money in your mailbox
I paying rent when the rent's due
I hope you got the necklace that I sent to you
Cause I was low you was there for me
And left me alone because you cared for me
And I see you coming home after work late
You're in the kitchen to fix us a hot plate
You just working the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles Thanksgivin'
But now the road got rough, you're
You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on own
And no way I can pay you back, but my plan
Is to show you I understand
You are

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Pour out some liquor and I reminisce, through the drama
I can always on my mama
And when it that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in
I was sick as a little kid
To keep me there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood
Are of all the sweet things you did for me
And even I act crazy
I gotta thank the Lord you made me
There are no words that can how I feel
You never kept a secret, always real
And I how you raised me
And all the extra that you gave me
I I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night a brighter day
Everything be alright if you hold on
a struggle every day, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back, but my
Is to show you I understand
You are