Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

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

Yezzir...

I know I must go and I don't my way
don't know where we all came 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 Niagara Falls
to watch Magic, he showed me how to ball
Moms working late night, to get a right
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, niggas was the Kid N Play type
Didn't stop me pretending I was Apollo from Rocky
on my dip-game, now nobody wanna 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 the hood serving customers
She yapping in my ear, but it's louder the muffler
What I didn't listen to, I wish I would've 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 niggas, they get one last shine

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 don't know where we all from

Put block down, recognize a king cause it's my town
Word to my mother you can throw up your now
Got off the beef shit I ain't tryna see my mama in all-black
Right there, crying over facts
Now she turn in all her cars and get her house back
Never! She carried me for 9 months so she can whatever
Plus she taught me how to shoot Berettas, told me 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 last
Got the check, so I signed on the X like
Riding through the hood, you hating niggas "how come? "
That Game 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 like the top of a Sidekick?

I know I must go and I 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 know we all came from