Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

[Verse 1:
Mama told me away from them niggas
Mama told me she had a K for them
Mama me she go to pay for them niggas
While my grandmother told me that she would for them niggas
They just young black and
Lusting over and the Benjamins
Got the game like (what?) licorice
When I was lottos moving packs in front of McDonalds
She was looking for me, pulled up in Old El Dorado
I was running around with Chase, chasing new black
Why would I do still? That's what got 2Pac killed...
But I use that still I won't do that deal
Screw the muzzle in potatoes of new Mac Mill
did I learn? Nothing
My papa smoking sherm and
Beating on my like her head was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on your
She there would 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 I must go and I don't know my way
Still don't know where we all from

Crack a Swisher, a 5th up
Hennessy like Niagara Falls
Used to watch Magic, he showed me how to
working late night, to get a plate right
Had some older brothers, all we did was and play-fight
Wish I could go back to them cause streets don't play right
Some niggas hard, niggas was the Kid N Play type
Didn't stop me from pretending I was Apollo from
Working on my dip-game, now nobody box me
Pick and choose, stick and
So many dudes ended up in sleeping bags on news
But not my mama's song, around the hood serving customers
She yapping in my ear, but it's than the muffler
What I listen to, I wish I would've trusted 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, they get one last

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

Put your block down, a king cause it's my town
Word to my mother you can up your 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 in all her cars 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 don't understand
Then to my letter, while I sprinkle
Niggas with platinum, my last album
Got the check, so I signed on the X Malcolm
Riding through the hood, you hating niggas "how come? "
niggas Game got it, heard he selling talcum
Either way, hey playboy, check it, this is the
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 don't where we all came from
I know I must go and I don't my way
Still know where we all came from