Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

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Mama told me stay away them niggas
Mama me she had a K for them niggas
Mama me she go to pay for them niggas
While my told me that she would pray for them niggas
They just young black and
Lusting over models and the
Got the game twisted (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 that still? That's got 2Pac killed...
But I use that still cause I won't do that
Screw the muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac
did I learn? Nothing
My papa smoking sherm and
Beating on my like her head was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on window
She there would be days like this,
Pharrell, the instrumental

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

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

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

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

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