Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

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Mama told me away from them niggas
told me she had a K for them niggas
Mama told me she go to pay for them
While my grandmother told me that she would pray for them
They just black and ignorant
Lusting over 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 with Chase, chasing new black wheels
Why I do that still? That's what got 2Pac killed...
But I use that still cause I do that deal
Screw the muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac
did I learn? Nothing
My papa smoking blunts and
on my moms like her head was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on window
She there 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 where we all from
I I must go and I don't know my way
Still know where we all came from

Crack a Swisher, a 5th up
Hennessy pouring like Falls
Used to Magic, he showed me how to ball
working late night, to get a plate right
Had some older brothers, all we did was and play-fight
Wish I could go back to days cause streets don't play right
Some hard, other niggas was the Kid N Play type
Didn't me from 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 than the muffler
I didn't listen 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, they get one last

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 where we all from

Put block down, recognize a king cause it's my town
Word to my mother you can throw up rock now
Got off the beef shit cause I 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 that I'd be a
So RIP to Coretta, if you don't that
Then refer to my letter, I sprinkle
Niggas platinum, from my last album
Got the check, so I signed on the X like
Riding through the hood, you hating niggas "how come? "
That niggas Game got it, heard he selling
Either way, hey playboy, check it, this is the
You might not like it, but my mama
Why you niggas like the top of a Sidekick?

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