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 money before I read and talk
And my told me son, you need to shine
I couldn't stand at the back, I had to 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 the class
And what I know, I was about to ask

And just because I played ball, I got easy
And when I thirteen, I got even fades
Everybody wearing Air Macs, 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 grow up too fast, but I'm glad

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

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

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

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

So I'm out of trouble, I'm chasing my dream
I know you see your little boy on T.V.
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 I'm safe
'Cause in Houston everyday somebody a case
Like yesterday, my partner to jail
And he ain't coming home until he fifty

He nineteen, so you do the
I got smart, man, I to rap
So when I grow up, my kids can a good life
That's all I wrote, y'all have night

You only got one life, you better do you can
'Cause when you 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 can't be broke so I'm a the crowd
It's up to me, I gotta make my proud

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