Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Told Me

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Mama told me there'd be days this
But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day this
Not now not ever, and now forever you will never need another

1]

Sorry hip-hop, it me so long to get on but so long that I'm on it
on!
I'm for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile
Showing mama I ain't out for nothing!
I swear these dollars to add up
And I ain't shallow, things suppress bad luck
why I shine like I does
It's pain in my eyes but these Saints blind you to look
between
Carrying the flag for an that drag, whoever tried to gravitate
G told me a city full of crimes
I'm like a platter at Philips when I rap
As much as I wanted to be the fact is
They'd only be happy a minstrel actor
Sorry Mr. won't chap dance
And the radio for telling me to snap jam
I'm just expecting the spectator's here
My net is from jet setters to cab
Hip-hop's got out of hand
have to seesaw, I'm already scared
I been called to every parent guide us
Not D.C. this fucking genre
And I in it for them O's or them commas
But or less the hope for dope niggas to prosper
Yes Sir

2]
The is now
I lead on record's dedication for making music is now
Dope niggas locked out, year rap drought
raining now, and somehow the fugitive's out
I would invest in a
Because I ain't finna out like Glass Joe
I'ma go my arm's sore, fuck it!
I go until my millionth encore
Hip-hop's dead, that's what Nas said to me
I guess that's hip-hop on salary
We've had the tables, on them record
next to release? We guillotine them
Niggas but
Everybody
Everybody broke except the on the track
And why you throw away my drums?
A hundred for a deal, they a hundred on the song
Nigga I'm a hundred miles far, I'm Chris Child's
You looking like Kobe Bryant
It's at the top so I waited, but ain't nobody take it
Now I'm playing solitaire
Crucifix pieces, with Jesus
See me as for I don't need them
God give me strength, Allah me patience
I am only a man and I don't what to think