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 read and talk
And my told me son, you need to shine
I stand at the back, I had to lead the line

I use to make good grades, but I talked in
In middle school I was late 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 ball, I got easy grades
And when I turned thirteen, I got even
wearing Air Macs, Ree's and J's
But all my parents about, was B's and A's

In school, I picked 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 grow up too fast, but I'm glad

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

I'd probably still be mocking, trying to earn a
I'd probably be in the hood sherm or powder
But instead, I'm making bread, legal
Going to church and staying away from these 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
up to me, I gotta make my mama proud

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

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

So I'm staying out of trouble, I'm my dream
I know you see your little boy on T.V.
I'm blowing up, your little boy it happen
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 catching a case
yesterday, my partner went 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 grow up, my kids can have a good
That's all I wrote, have good night

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 rock the
It's up to me, I gotta make my mama

You only got one life, you better do 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

I gotta my mama proud
I gotta make my mama
I gotta make my mama
I'm selling dope mama, I'm making it rappin'