Luyện nghe bài hát Make Mamma 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 me son, you need to shine
I couldn't at the back, I had to lead the line

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

And just because I played ball, I got grades
And I turned thirteen, I got even fades
Everybody wearing Air Macs, 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 depend on dad
I had to grow up too fast, but then I'm

Because the stuff I 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 probably wouldn't have platinum, in front of my

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

You only got one life, you do what 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

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

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

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

So when you go to sleep at night, you know I'm
'Cause in Houston everyday somebody catching a
Like yesterday, my partner went to
And he ain't coming 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 life
all I wrote, y'all have good night

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

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 make my mama

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