Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Know?

Then, are the times in my life
I feel, trapped
there's, no way out
No
To be honest, I don't know my life is goin
I'll end up at
I just don't

Verse Puff Daddy

I looked back and saw the cat focus, took
Stayed away from the bogus, til his began
Phillies stacked his grand the brokest
til he seemed hopeless, to be the dopest, cat comin
stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin
Money starts to pile, honeys start to
Top notch top make everything he drop hot
He dream, visualize, and scheme
Got the cream legally the beam
Witcha fire eye drive slow,
Jet black tint still, they might
Who the cat the strings of rap and R&B
Trapped inside of a movie me, so far

Chorus: 2X

Do you know where goin to?
Do you like the things that life is showing
Where are you going to? Do you

Verse Two: Daddy

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

Verse Three: Daddy

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

w/ variations

I been on road for a long time now
At time it seems like the is never gonna end
On this there's a lotta, hills and mountains
Peaks and
Even a lot of potholes on this
It's never smooth, on the of life
I don't know I'm going
I know where I wanna end up at

w/ variations

Lord can you me get there?
let me get there

*piano interlude, again*