Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

[Verse 1:
Mama told me stay away from niggas
Mama me she had a K for them niggas
Mama told me she go to pay for them
While my grandmother me that she would pray for them niggas
They just black and ignorant
Lusting models and the Benjamins
Got the game twisted like (what?)
When I was rocking lottos moving packs in of McDonalds
She was looking for me, pulled up in Old El Dorado
I was running around with Chase, chasing new black
Why would I do that That's what got 2Pac killed...
But I use that still cause I do that deal
the muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac Mill
What did I Nothing
My smoking sherm blunts and
Beating on my moms like her was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 on your window
She said there would be like this,
Pharrell, the instrumental

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

a Swisher, crack a 5th up
Hennessy pouring like Niagara
Used to watch Magic, he showed me how to
Moms working night, to get a plate right
Had some older brothers, all we did was and play-fight
Wish I could go back to them days cause streets don't right
Some niggas hard, other niggas was the Kid N Play
Didn't stop me from pretending I was from Rocky
Working on my dip-game, now nobody box me
Pick and choose, stick and
So many dudes ended up in sleeping bags on late-night
But not my mama's song, going around the hood customers
She yapping in my ear, but it's than the muffler
What I didn't listen to, I wish I trusted her
Wish I had a shovel, be digging of my brothers up
Like "here hug em ma, one time"
Put a chain on both of them niggas, they get one last

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

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

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