Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

[Verse 1:
Mama told me stay from them niggas
Mama told me she had a K for niggas
Mama told me she go to pay for niggas
While my grandmother told me that she would for them niggas
They just young black and
Lusting over models and the
Got the game twisted (what?) licorice
When I was lottos moving packs in front of McDonalds
She was looking for me, up in that Old El Dorado
I was running around with Chase, chasing new black
Why would I do that still? That's got 2Pac killed...
But I use still cause I won't do that deal
Screw the muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac
What did I learn?
My smoking sherm blunts and
Beating on my moms like her was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on your
She said there would be days this,
Pharrell, the instrumental

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I know I must go and I know my way
don't know where we all came from
I know I must go and I know my way
don't know where we all came from

Crack a Swisher, a 5th up
Hennessy pouring like Falls
Used to watch Magic, he me how to ball
Moms late night, to get a plate right
Had older brothers, all we did was smoke and play-fight
I could go back to them days cause streets don't play right
Some hard, other niggas was the Kid N Play type
Didn't stop me from pretending I was Apollo Rocky
Working on my dip-game, now nobody box me
Pick and choose, and move
So many dudes ended up in sleeping bags on late-night
But not my mama's song, around the hood serving customers
She yapping in my ear, but it's louder than the
What I didn't listen to, I wish I trusted her
Wish I had a shovel, be digging both of my up
"here hug em ma, one last time"
Put a chain on both of niggas, they get one last shine

I know I must go and I don't my way
Still don't know where we all from
I I must go and I don't know my way
Still don't know we all came from

Put your block down, a king cause it's my town
to my mother you can throw up your rock now
Got off the beef shit cause I tryna see my mama in all-black
Right there, crying over facts
Now she gotta turn in all her cars and get her house
Never! She carried me for 9 months so she can have
she taught me how to shoot Berettas, told me that I'd be a king
So RIP to Coretta, if you don't that
refer to my letter, while I sprinkle
Niggas platinum, from my last album
Got the check, so I signed on the X like
Riding through the hood, you hating like "how come? "
That niggas Game got it, heard he selling
Either way, hey playboy, check it, this is the
You not like it, but my mama psychic
Why you twisted like the top of a Sidekick?

I know I must go and I don't my way
Still know where we all came from
I know I must go and I know my way
Still know where we all came from