Luyện nghe bài hát Make Mamma Proud

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

In elementary I used crayons, chalk
I learned to count before I could read and talk
And my mama told me son, you to shine
I couldn't 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 when I walked in
If the teacher ran a errand, I taught the
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 even
wearing Air Macs, Ree's and J's
But all my parents 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 grow up too fast, but I'm glad

Because the I know now, I wouldn't believe it
The main goals that I set, I wouldn't it
I'd be locked up, or running the streets
I'd probably have 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, legal
Going to church and staying away from 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
It's up to me, I gotta make my mama

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
up to me, I gotta make my mama proud

There's a place called heaven and a place hell
There's a place called freedom and a 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 know you see your little boy on T.V.
I'm up, your little boy making it happen
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 catching a case
Like yesterday, my 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 life
That's all I wrote, y'all have night

You only got one life, you do what you can
'Cause 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 proud

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

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