Luyện nghe bài hát Make Mama Proud

My life, my life, my life, my
My life, my life, my

In elementary I used crayons, even
I learned to count money I could read and talk
And my mama me son, you need to shine
I couldn't stand at the back, I had to lead the

I use to make grades, but I talked in class
In school I was late when I walked in class
If the ran a errand, I taught the class
And what I didn't know, I was to ask

And just because I ball, I got easy grades
And I turned thirteen, I got even fades
Everybody wearing Air Macs, and J's
But all my cared about, was B's and A's

In high school, I up my pen and pad
I had dreams, of pulling up in a or Jag
I had to get it on my own, I couldn't on dad
I had to up too fast, but then I'm glad

Because the stuff I now, I wouldn't believe it
The main goals I set, I wouldn't achieve it
I'd probably be locked up, or running the
I'd probably wouldn't platinum, in front of my teeth

I'd probably be mocking, trying to earn a dollar
I'd probably be in the hood selling or powder
But instead, I'm making bread, dough
Going to and staying away from these evil hoes

You only got one life, you do what you can
'Cause when you thirteen, you are a man
And I can't be broke so I'm a the crowd
It's up to me, I gotta my mama proud

You got one life, you better do what you can
when you turn thirteen, you are a man
And I can't be so I'm a rock the crowd
It's up to me, I gotta make my proud

There's a place heaven and a place called hell
There's a called freedom and a place called jail
And if you go to jail, they treat you bad
Take commissary, and beat you bad

So I'm staying out of trouble, I'm chasing my
I you see your little boy on T.V. screens
I'm blowing up, your little boy making it
I'm ain't selling dope mama, I'm making it

So when you go to sleep at night, you I'm safe
'Cause in Houston everyday somebody a case
yesterday, my partner went to jail
And he ain't coming home he fifty seven

He nineteen, so you do the
I got smart, man, I to rap
So when I up, my kids can have a good life
That's all I wrote, y'all good night

You only got one life, you do what you can
'Cause you turn thirteen, you are a man
And I can't be so I'm a rock the crowd
up to me, I gotta make my mama proud

You got one life, you better do what you can
when you turn thirteen, you are a man
And I can't be broke so I'm a rock the
It's up to me, I gotta my mama proud

I make my mama proud
I gotta make my proud
I gotta my mama proud
I'm ain't selling dope mama, I'm making it