Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Know?

Then, there are the in my life
I feel, trapped
there's, no way out
No
To be honest, I don't where my life is goin
Where end up at
I don't know

Verse Puff Daddy

I back and saw the cat focus, took notice
Stayed away from the bogus, til his rise
stacked his grand played the brokest
til he seemed hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat
stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin
Money starts to pile, honeys start to
Top notch drop top everything he drop hot
He dream, visualize, and scheme
Got the cream legally the beam
Witcha fire eye slow, 8-5-0
Jet black still, they might know
Who the cat controllin the of rap and R&B
Trapped inside of a starrin me, so far

Chorus: 2X

Do you know you're goin to?
Do you the things that life is showing you?
Where are you to? Do you know?

Verse Puff Daddy

Shorty was brimmin, singin, hangin with cats who bricks
Heard she do backflips, for niggaz who chips
Suck for dough, now she fuck for Bills up in
Real G's makin her swell
Only givin head to those who rapped well
Owned a black cell, flip it, sippin on Whitman mints
Rumors spread, half a G she took, six or
Two bagged up, went raw
Back of my mind up the big score
Violators the door, she lookin up from the floor
Sore from all the her body couldn't ignore
So far from pure, rotten to the
Either or, for sure, trapped inside the of a whore

Verse Three: Daddy

Hard to cope with, all these niggaz and dope
with cash flow, motherfuckers gotta flash gold
to bag hoes, they not nice, 600 the block twice
In Roleys they rock ice, to get they hit on
Bitches dyin to get on, a dick or get shit on
understand they playin wit it
Players get bitches open and let they man hit it
Fuck that, you can that, if I had a gun
I'd slugs black and bust back
See how these players that, to the point where
I take it, I'm a playa hater, I can't fake it
I wanna spill myself, to feel the myself
And I can't be a player, wanna kill myself, trust

w/ variations

I been on this road for a time now
At time it like the road is never gonna end
On this there's a lotta, hills and mountains
and valleys
Even a lot of potholes on road
It's never smooth, on the of life
I don't where I'm going
I just know I wanna end up at

w/ variations

Lord can you help me get
Please let me get

interlude, Chorus again*