Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

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Mama me stay away from them niggas
told me she had a K for them niggas
Mama told me she go to pay for niggas
While my grandmother told me she would pray for them niggas
They just young black and
over models and the Benjamins
Got the twisted like (what?) licorice
When I was rocking lottos moving packs in of McDonalds
She was for me, pulled up in that Old El Dorado
I was running around with Chase, chasing new 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 learn?
My papa smoking blunts and
Beating on my moms her head was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on your
She said there be days like this,
Pharrell, the instrumental

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

Crack a Swisher, a 5th up
Hennessy pouring like Niagara
Used to watch Magic, he me how to ball
Moms late night, to get a plate right
Had some older brothers, all we did was smoke and
Wish I could go back to them days cause streets don't right
Some niggas hard, other niggas was the Kid N type
Didn't stop me from I was Apollo from Rocky
Working on my dip-game, now nobody box me
Pick and choose, stick and
So many ended up in sleeping bags 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 to, I wish I would've trusted her
Wish I had a shovel, be both of my brothers up
"here hug em ma, one last time"
Put a chain on both of them niggas, they get one shine

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 don't my way
don't know where we all came from

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

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