Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

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Mama told me stay away from them
Mama me she had a K for them niggas
told me she go to pay for them niggas
While my told me that she would pray for them niggas
They just young and ignorant
Lusting over models and the
Got the game twisted (what?) licorice
When I was rocking lottos moving packs in front of
She was looking for me, up in that Old El Dorado
I was running around with Chase, new black wheels
Why would I do still? That's what got 2Pac killed...
But I use that still cause I won't do deal
the muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac Mill
What did I Nothing
My smoking sherm blunts and
Beating on my moms her head was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on window
She said there be days like this,
Pharrell, drop the

Yezzir...

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

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

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

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

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