Luyện nghe bài hát Poppa Was A Player

To my
Brought me in this
That's right

My old dad to the family structure
Provide her God, my mom's a queen at in civaliza
My maybe was late 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 Carson, jumped out the bed
We grabbed his legs, me and my brother
Not knowin' the pain he my mother

Night after night, fightin', at each other
My papa the street all day
Mama was either home, at
we played inside the hall way

She sacrifices all she got to us
she was alone she cried by the phone
Peeppin' out the window,
But I didn't see it

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

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

Poppa was a player, player Poppa
Poppa loved the ladies, never got of
Pretty round, runnin' round town
Don't tell your mother, goin' down

So many kids I knew, never who Pap was
That's why I my pop love
He was still around I fucked up
He could have left, my pregnant shock to death but stayed

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

He watched me so I wouldn't get jumped by fam
Roaches and weed all over my crib him and me moms
Next thing you know he packin' so I asked him
What's this white shit on plate and you're facin'?

Papa why you ass from the waist
And who's lady I'm facin'
Dark skin not my mommy
He grabbed me up to run smooth words by me

Promise things he would buy me
If I my mouth close and don't tell Mommy
He said one day I'll understand me
Was in you to me

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

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

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

Jumping in his Benz he tourin'
At home I play his latest
And strange how, I do my thing now
I'm in the now and heard of it his brain pow

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

A young 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 havin' a father's about
One day they can be in your life, next day be out

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

you felt you was wrong
I still you kid
Life on