Luyện nghe bài hát Daughters

For my brothers with daughters, I this
For my with daughters, I call this
For my with daughters, I call this
For my with daughters

I saw my daughter a letter to some boy her age
Who locked up, first I regretted it then my rage, like
How could I not protect her from this awful
Never tried to who I was, she was taught and raised like
A princess, but while I'm on I can't leave her defenseless
she's seen me switching women, pops was on some pimp shit
She stories of her daddy thuggin'
So if her husband is a gangster can't be mad, I'll him
Never, for her I better, homie in jail dead that
Wait till he home, you can see where his head's at
Niggas got game, they be live
He seen your mama crib, plus I'm sure he know who father is
Although you real, a honest kid
Don't think I'm slow, I know you had that chronic lit
You 17, I got a problem it
She looked at me like I'm not the
Father figure but she rocking it

For my brothers with daughters, I call
For my brothers daughters, I call this
Not sayin' our sons are less important
For my brothers daughters, I call this
For my with daughters, I call this
Not sayin' that our are less important

This I got a call, nearly split my wig
This network said "Nas go and get ya kid"
She's on Twitter, I know she ain't gon no pic
Of herself dressed, no inappropriate shit, right
Her mother cried when she
Said she don't know what got inside child's mind, she planted
A box of condoms on her dresser she Instagrammed it
At this point I realized I ain't the strictest
I'm too loose, I'm too cool her
Shoulda drove on time to school her
I thought I dropped jewels on her
Took her from private school, so she can get a
To public school, they too nurture talents
They grow fast, one day ya little princess
Next day she talking boy business, is this
They say the coolest playas and foulest breakers in the world
God gets us back, he us have precious little girls

For my brothers with daughters, I call
For my with daughters, I call this
Not sayin' that our sons are important
For my brothers with daughters, I call
For my with daughters, I call this
Not sayin' that our sons are less

And I ain't tryna ya thing up
But I wanna see you dream up
I finally
It ain't to raise a girl as a single man
Nah, the way mothers for they sons
How feel for they daughters
he date, he straight, chip off his own papa
When she date, we wait behind the door with the off
we think no one is good enough for our daughters