Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

[Verse 1:
Mama told me stay from them niggas
Mama told me she had a K for niggas
Mama me she go to pay for them niggas
While my grandmother told me that she would pray for niggas
They just young black and
Lusting models and the Benjamins
Got the game twisted (what?) licorice
When I was rocking lottos packs in front of McDonalds
She was for me, pulled up in that Old El Dorado
I was running with Chase, chasing new black wheels
Why would I do that That's what got 2Pac killed...
But I use that still cause I won't do that
Screw the in potatoes of that new Mac Mill
What did I learn?
My papa sherm blunts and
on my moms like her head was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 on your window
She said would be days like this,
Pharrell, the instrumental

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

Crack a Swisher, a 5th up
Hennessy pouring like Falls
Used to Magic, he showed me how to ball
Moms working late night, to get a plate
Had some older brothers, all we did was smoke and
I could go back to them days cause streets don't play right
Some niggas hard, other niggas was the Kid N Play
Didn't stop me pretending I was Apollo from Rocky
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 hood serving
She in my ear, but it's louder than the muffler
What I didn't listen to, I wish I would've her
Wish I had a shovel, be digging both of my up
Like "here hug em ma, one time"
Put a on both of them niggas, they get one last shine

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

Put your block down, a king cause it's my town
Word to my mother you can throw up your now
Got off the shit cause 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 house
Never! She carried me for 9 months so she can have
Plus she taught me how to shoot Berettas, me that I'd be a king
So RIP to Coretta, if you understand that
Then refer to my letter, I sprinkle
Niggas with platinum, my last album
Got the check, so I on the X like Malcolm
Riding through the hood, you hating niggas "how come? "
That niggas got it, heard he selling talcum
Either way, hey playboy, it, this is the outcome
You might not like it, but my psychic
Why you niggas twisted the top of a Sidekick?

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