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 told me son, you need to shine
I stand at the back, I had to lead the line

I use to make grades, but I talked in class
In school I was late when I walked in class
If the teacher ran a errand, I the class
And what I know, I was about to ask

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

In school, I picked up my pen and pad
I had dreams, of up in a Benz 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 I know now, I wouldn't believe it
The goals that I set, I wouldn't achieve it
I'd probably be up, or running the streets
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 selling or powder
But instead, I'm making bread, dough
Going to and staying away from these evil hoes

You got one life, you better do what you can
when 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

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

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

So I'm staying out of trouble, I'm chasing my
I know you see your 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 at night, you know I'm safe
'Cause in Houston somebody catching a case
Like yesterday, my partner to jail
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
That's all I wrote, y'all have good

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

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 gotta my mama proud

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