Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Knows

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Mama told me stay away from them
Mama told me she had a K for them
Mama told me she go to pay for niggas
While my grandmother told me that she would for them niggas
They just young and ignorant
over models and the Benjamins
Got the game like (what?) licorice
When I was rocking lottos moving packs in of McDonalds
She was looking for me, pulled up in Old El Dorado
I was running around with Chase, new black wheels
Why would I do that still? That's got 2Pac killed...
But I use that cause I won't do that deal
Screw the muzzle in of that new Mac Mill
What did I Nothing
My smoking sherm blunts and
Beating on my like her head was a percussion
Tat! Tat! My.45 on your window
She said there be days like this,
Pharrell, drop the

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

Crack a Swisher, a 5th up
Hennessy pouring like Niagara
Used to watch Magic, he showed me how to
Moms working late night, to get a plate
Had some brothers, all we did was smoke 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
on my dip-game, now nobody wanna box me
Pick and choose, stick and
So many dudes ended up in sleeping bags on late-night
But not my song, going around the hood serving customers
She yapping in my ear, but it's louder than the
What I listen to, I wish I would've trusted her
I had a shovel, be digging both of my brothers up
Like "here hug em ma, one time"
Put a chain on of them niggas, they get one last shine

I know I must go and I know my way
Still don't know where we all came
I I must go and I don't know my way
Still don't know 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 I ain't tryna see my mama in all-black
there, crying over hard facts
Now she gotta turn in all her and get her house back
Never! She carried me for 9 months so she can whatever
Plus she taught me how to shoot Berettas, me that I'd be a king
So RIP to Coretta, if you don't that
refer to my letter, while I sprinkle
Niggas platinum, from my last album
Got the check, so I signed on the X like
through the hood, you hating niggas like "how come? "
That Game got it, heard he selling talcum
Either way, hey playboy, check it, is the outcome
You might not like it, but my psychic
Why you niggas twisted like the top of a

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