Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

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

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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

a Swisher, crack a 5th up
Hennessy like Niagara Falls
Used to Magic, he showed me how to ball
Moms working night, to get a plate right
Had some brothers, all we did was smoke and play-fight
Wish I could go back to them cause streets don't play right
Some niggas hard, other niggas was the Kid N Play
Didn't me from pretending I was Apollo from Rocky
Working on my dip-game, now wanna box me
Pick and choose, 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 in my ear, but it's louder than the muffler
What I didn't listen to, I wish I would've her
Wish I had a shovel, be digging of my brothers up
"here hug em ma, one last time"
Put a chain on both of them niggas, get one last shine

I know I must go and I know my way
Still don't where we all came from
I know I must go and I know my way
Still don't know where we all 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 I ain't tryna see my mama in all-black
Right there, crying over hard
Now she gotta turn in all her cars and get her back
Never! She carried me for 9 so she can have whatever
Plus she taught me how to shoot Berettas, told me I'd be a king
So RIP to Coretta, if you don't understand
Then refer to my letter, while I
Niggas with platinum, my last album
Got the check, so I signed on the X like
Riding the hood, you hating niggas like "how come? "
That niggas Game got it, heard he selling
Either way, hey playboy, it, this is the outcome
You might not like it, but my mama
Why you niggas like the top of a Sidekick?

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