Luyện nghe bài hát She's My Mama

You know one man's treasure is another cash
Speak on it, on it, listen
And you know the man that on the floor
Can't the *** off the bed
Pop collar to this, it's grills mania, ya heard me?

She's my mami, my baby
I love you so much, you drivin' me
be down? Jump in the car
Rollin' wit me, make you a star

Now she was only sixteen, I had to nurture
her some growth, waited 'til I touched the cat
Told she goin' have to if she gon' get ahead
Then she drove me berserk she gave me some ***

She me that she learnt that from the porno flicks
I said, Mami, stop talkin', suck on this ***
I ain't say her yet, so let's say she nothin'
Now watch me turn nothin' into somethin', get it?

Mami, get in that kitchen, this is base
Just cook it 'til hard, then cut it in eighths
the trip cross town to see Tru
Just get the money, listen, that *** think he cute

See all this we got, we goin' shoppin'
Louis and Pucci, we get it poppin'
We hit the club on clico s***
See the respect that you get from bein' my ***

Look, see 'em, they sick, they be in your shoes
That's the game that I hit her wit to leave her
I'm just her for paper, she want a man
I'm 'bout to see my *** but she understands

'Cause she's my mami, she's my
I love you so much, you me crazy
Wanna be Jump in the car
wit me, I'll make you a star

She's my mami, my baby
I love you so much, you me crazy
be down? Jump in the car
Rollin' wit me, make you a star

Ay yo, I met her at the Rucker Park watchin' the stars
I knew she was a Terror, she was the Squad play
I knew she had her own, she was the bubble X
of eye candy that you see in a double X

Fat ***, long hair, short Nia Long
I she was a victim from the start, my G is strong
And she said she ain't felt this good in ten summers
me credit cards and debit cards with pin numbers

I'm lookin' at receipts, she G's on the kid
I'm pushin' her V, got keys to the crib
I needed to bag up, I G's to the crib
I got knocked, she did? Put up the deed to the crib

But now she got a new gig at Manhattan
Look my *** is wit ma, let's make it
So I burst through the 'bout a quarter to four
And told every nosy ***, the *** on the floor'

Then she up the bag and started to fill 'em all
Makin' sure that she left the money in the drawer
Told security, If you move this be your last night
I'm workin' this Mack 10, you workin' with a flashlight

I'm backwards, nobody moved, word to mother
Tryin' not look 'cause I don't to blow her cover
That's when *** winks and blew a kiss at me
I don't believe this *** took all them for me

That's why she's my mami, my baby
I you so much, you drivin' me crazy
be down? Jump in the car
Rollin' wit me, I'll you a star

She's my mami, my baby
I love you so much, you me crazy
Wanna be Jump in the car
Rollin' wit me, I'll make you a

We on bulls*** right now
Young Murder Capital, corrupt money BX,
Street on this one, catch suckers, crack