Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

[Verse 1:
Mama told me stay away from niggas
told 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 niggas
They just young black and
Lusting over models and the
Got the game twisted like (what?)
I was rocking lottos moving packs in front of McDonalds
She was looking for me, up in that Old El Dorado
I was running around with Chase, chasing new black
Why would I do that still? That's what got killed...
But I use that still cause I do that deal
Screw the muzzle in of that new Mac Mill
What did I learn?
My papa smoking blunts and
on my moms like her head was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on your
She said there would be like this,
Pharrell, the instrumental

Yezzir...

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

a Swisher, crack a 5th up
Hennessy pouring Niagara Falls
to watch Magic, he showed me how to ball
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 play
niggas hard, other niggas was the Kid N Play type
Didn't me from pretending I was Apollo from Rocky
Working on my dip-game, now nobody box me
Pick and choose, stick and
So dudes ended up in sleeping bags on late-night news
But not my mama's song, going around the serving customers
She yapping in my ear, but it's louder than the
What I didn't to, I wish I would've trusted her
Wish I had a shovel, be both of my brothers up
Like "here hug em ma, one time"
Put a chain on both of them niggas, get one last shine

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

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

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