Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

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Mama told me stay away from them
Mama me she had a K for them niggas
Mama me she go to pay for them niggas
While my grandmother told me that she would pray for them
They just young and ignorant
Lusting over and the Benjamins
Got the twisted like (what?) licorice
When I was rocking lottos moving in front of McDonalds
She was looking for me, pulled up in Old El Dorado
I was running around Chase, chasing new black wheels
Why I do that still? That's what got 2Pac killed...
But I use that still I won't do that deal
the muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac Mill
What did I Nothing
My papa smoking sherm and
on my moms like her head was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on window
She said there be days like this,
Pharrell, drop the

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I know I must go and I know my way
Still don't know where we all from
I know I must go and I don't my way
Still don't know where we all came

a Swisher, crack a 5th up
Hennessy pouring like Falls
Used to watch Magic, he me how to ball
Moms working night, to get a plate right
Had older brothers, all we did was smoke and play-fight
Wish I could go back to them days cause streets don't right
Some hard, other niggas was the Kid N Play type
Didn't stop me from pretending I was Apollo from
Working on my dip-game, now wanna box me
Pick and choose, stick and
So many dudes ended up in sleeping bags on news
But not my mama's song, going around the serving customers
She in my ear, but it's louder than the muffler
What I didn't listen to, I I would've trusted her
Wish I had a shovel, be digging of my brothers up
"here hug em ma, one last time"
Put a chain on both of them niggas, they get one shine

I know I must go and I know my way
Still don't know where we all from
I know I must go and I know my way
Still don't know we all came from

Put your block down, recognize a cause it's my town
Word to my mother you can throw up rock now
Got off the beef shit I ain't tryna see my mama in all-black
Right there, over hard facts
Now she gotta turn in all her cars and get her back
Never! She carried me for 9 months so she can whatever
Plus she taught me how to Berettas, told me that I'd be a king
So RIP to Coretta, if you understand that
Then to my letter, while I sprinkle
Niggas with platinum, from my last
Got the check, so I signed on the X Malcolm
Riding through the hood, you niggas like "how come? "
That niggas Game got it, heard he talcum
Either way, hey playboy, it, this is the outcome
You might not like it, but my mama
Why you niggas twisted like the top of a

I know I must go and I don't my way
Still don't know where we all came
I know I must go and I don't my way
Still don't where we all came from