Luyện nghe bài hát Make Mama Proud

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

In elementary I crayons, even chalk
I learned to count money before I could and talk
And my mama told me son, you to shine
I stand at the back, I had to lead the line

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

And just because I played ball, I got grades
And when I thirteen, I got even fades
Everybody Air Macs, Ree's 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

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

I'd probably still be mocking, trying to a dollar
I'd probably be in the selling sherm or powder
But instead, I'm bread, legal dough
Going to church and staying away from evil hoes

You only got one life, you better do you can
when you turn 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
'Cause 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 make my mama proud

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

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

So when you go to at night, you know I'm safe
'Cause in Houston everyday somebody a case
Like yesterday, my partner to jail
And he ain't home until 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
all I wrote, y'all have good night

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

You only got one life, you better do you can
'Cause you turn thirteen, you are a man
And I be broke so I'm a rock the crowd
up to me, I gotta make my mama proud

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