Luyện nghe bài hát Mom Praying

Ooh, I just hear mom prayin', I hear gran sayin
"Somebody oughta just, out and, help me"

Eight decades and four years and still kickin'
Look at ma, still
Still keep a strap, won't hesitate to give the whippins
to make it to heaven, still livin'
Make a visit, stop by the weed grab a dub
I grams gon' have me a grub
I hit the front door, smell of her food cookin'
My favorite, a pot of rice and her stewed

Hit the basement, holla at uncle Doc, nephew, wit snu
Where dudes, your new mission
We it up he cold frontin'
I know this nigga hold somethin'
I know grams upstairs preppin' for
Matchin' up her hat, shoes, pocketbooks and
I her off some dubs, so she can go see the preacher man
Even though I know he false teachin',

All I hear is grams prayin', I keep hearin' moms sayin',
"Somebody just, reach out and, help me"
all I hear is moms prayin', I keep hearin' gran sayin'
"Somebody oughta reach out and, help me"

Don't cry mama, your baby boy done the storm
And I peace right here in your arms
By the way, how you along, huh?
I know it's been tough bearing the pain since been gone
But, all in all, you still tall and never shedded a tear
I'm God you still here
'Cause, only Heaven all my heartaches and setbacks

Goin' from a high school to shovelin' wet wax
I'm never gon' forget that, in your eyes
When you told me my grandfather died
It was like nothing had happened, and I'm that you miss him
But to accept death, is just the side of a Christian
And I him, just words, and I lived it in life
And I take it step by step, but I take it in

'Cuz I'm I can't make it alone
You told me not to buy you a new house because in your home
And as hurt as I was, I had to witcha
And thank God we crossed paths cuz you one strong sister
And I'm gon' forget ya
Heaven sent us an and the world gon' miss ya, mama

All I hear is grams prayin', I keep moms sayin', shit
"Somebody oughta just, out and, help me"
That's all I is moms prayin', I keep hearin' gran sayin'
"Somebody just reach out and, help me"

I'm in with two women, the one that birth me
And the one that birth her, that you gotta hurt me
Before you her or hurt her, or hurt them or hurt we
I cursed see the worsest death, you niggas to a thirsest breath
Off wit ya head niggas, fuck all purpose vest
I'm ridin' all out for
Caffer, though I follow the path of the Sura
What can I do but bow down and offerings

For the with the softest skin
Keep picturin' tuckin' me in
me out of her change purse
Slash teacher, preacher, slash changed nurse
One woman, ten boys, seven
Three house wit no supporter
Damn, you wanna get your in order
Words from the oldest boy of youngest daughter

All I is grams prayin', I keep hearin' moms sayin', shit
"Somebody just, reach out and, help me"
That's all I hear is moms prayin', I keep hearin' gran
"Somebody oughta just out and, help me"

"Somebody oughta reach out and, help me"
"Somebody oughta just reach out and, me"