Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

[Verse 1:
Mama told me away from them niggas
told me she had a K for them niggas
Mama told me she go to pay for niggas
While my told me that she would pray for them niggas
just young black and ignorant
Lusting models and the Benjamins
Got the twisted like (what?) licorice
I was rocking lottos moving packs in front 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 that still? That's what got killed...
But I use that still cause I won't do that
Screw the muzzle in potatoes of new Mac Mill
did I learn? Nothing
My papa sherm blunts and
Beating on my moms her head 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 know my way
don't know where we all came from
I know I go and I don't know my way
Still don't know where we all came

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

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

Put block down, recognize a king cause it's my town
Word to my mother you can up your rock now
Got off the shit cause I ain't tryna see my mama in all-black
Right there, over hard facts
Now she turn in all her cars and get her house back
Never! She carried me for 9 months so she can whatever
she taught me how to shoot Berettas, told me that I'd be a king
So RIP to Coretta, if you don't understand
refer 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 like "how come? "
That Game got it, heard he selling talcum
way, hey playboy, check it, this is the outcome
You not like it, but my mama psychic
Why you twisted like the top of a Sidekick?

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