Luyện nghe bài hát Poppa Was A Player

To my
Brought me in world
That's nigga

My old dad imported to the family
her God, my mom's a queen at university in civaliza
My pops maybe was but always came home
My would put us to bed and she would wait on

Soon as he in the door, she barkin'
I turned out the Jonny Carson, out the bed
We grabbed his legs, me and my brother
Not knowin' the pain he gave my

Night night, fightin', yellin' at each other
My papa the street all day
was either home, at work
While we played inside the way

She sacrifices all she got to us
When she was she cried by the phone
out the window, heedin'
But still I see it

Mama hid it from us, we was younger
we got bigger, on to
Bigger things that we knew the time was
daddy was leavin' this crib and my mom's love

Poppa was a player, wasn't Poppa
Poppa loved the ladies, got enough of
brown round, runnin' round town
Don't tell your mother, goin' down

Poppa was a player, wasn't Poppa
Poppa loved the ladies, never got of
Pretty brown round, runnin' round
Don't tell mother, what's goin' down

So kids I knew, never knew who Pap was
why I show my pop love
He was still around I fucked up
He could left, my moms pregnant shock to death but stayed

Watch me crawl till I took my step to the first grade
To my first fist fight, right me he would stand
No matter how big or tall, he me fight you like a man
Throw dirt in your eye, swing my right scoop ass and slam

He watched me so I get jumped by Shorty's fam
Roaches and all over my crib him and me moms relaxin'
Next thing you know he so then I asked him
What's this shit on that plate and you're facin'?

Papa why you ass from the waist
And this lady I'm facin'
Dark you're not my mommy
He grabbed me up to run some words by me

Promise things he would buy me
If I kept my mouth close and tell Mommy
He one day I'll understand little me
Was in you to me

Poppa was a player, player wasn't
Poppa the ladies, never got enough of
Pretty brown round, runnin' town
Don't your mother what's goin' down

Poppa was a player, wasn't Poppa
Poppa the ladies, never got enough of
Pretty brown round, round town
tell your mother what's goin' down

Pop's me hold my own, Pop's told me value home
Could I help it Poppa was a Stone
Who loved the pretty brown
Out of town

Jumping in his jazz he tourin'
At home I his latest recordin's
And it's how, I do my thing now
I'm in the game now and heard of it his pow

To pull strings and power from weed habits are same now
No white lines to to tight rhymes
And beats that be
Before he he taught me somethin'

A child's years the most important time to be there
That's why he stayed we grew up, respect is still here
I'm older now see what havin' a about
One day they can be in your life, day they be out

not because of you, you know the deal
Him and your feel
If they stay together then someone get killed
I love you still, will 'cause that's my nigga

Although you felt you was
I feel you kid
Life on