Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Know?

Then, there are the in my life
I feel, trapped
there's, no way out
No
To be honest, I know where my life is goin
I'll end up at
I just know

One: Puff Daddy

I back and saw the cat focus, took notice
away from the bogus, til his rise began
Phillies stacked his played the brokest
til he seemed hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat
stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin
Money starts to pile, start to wild
Top drop top make everything he drop hot
He dream, visualize, plot and
Got the cream legally without the
Witcha eye drive slow, 8-5-0
Jet black tint still, they know
Who the cat controllin the of rap and R&B
Trapped inside of a movie me, so far

repeat 2X

Do you where you're goin to?
Do you the things that life is showing you?
are you going to? Do you know?

Verse Puff Daddy

Shorty was brimmin, singin, with cats who move bricks
Heard she do backflips, for who stack chips
Suck for dough, now she fuck for Bills up in
G's makin her back swell
Only givin head to those niggaz who rapped
Owned a black cell, flip it, on Whitman cool mints
spread, half a G she took, six or more
Two bagged up, four raw
Back of my mind up the big score
Violators from the door, she lookin up from the
Sore from all the pain her couldn't ignore
So far from pure, to the core
or, for sure, trapped inside the world of a whore

Verse Three: Puff

Hard to cope with, all these and dope whips
with cash flow, motherfuckers that gotta gold
to bag hoes, they not nice, 600 circle the twice
In they Roleys they ice, to get they hit on
Bitches dyin to get on, suck a or get shit on
understand they playin wit it
Players get these bitches and let they man hit it
Fuck that, you can that, if I had a gun
I'd release slugs and bust back
See how these players love that, to the where
I can't take it, I'm a playa hater, I can't it
I spill myself, to feel the thrill myself
And since I be a player, wanna kill myself, trust

w/ variations

I been on this road for a time now
At time it seems the road is never gonna end
On road there's a lotta, hills and mountains
and valleys
Even a lot of potholes on road
It's never smooth, on the of life
I know where I'm going
I just where I wanna end up at

w/ variations

Lord can you me get there?
Please let me get

interlude, Chorus again*