Luyện nghe bài hát Momma

Momma, I don't never to see you struggle
Tired of me bump heads with my big brother
Momma, that's big you ain't got to worry
die together, kill together, face a buck and jury
Momma, I'm like a father to my little
Gotta make sure she do right she my baby sister
Momma, I'm just living how you taught a
Said I ain't raising no I got one daughter nigga
I remember them Feds and got a nigga
Asked me where you at and I talk to niggas
Momma, living room floor with tears in my hearing them say you gon be gone for a long time momma

Shout out my Auntie Janet she a
did 10 back out and she still hustling
[?] to write you letters tell you that she love you
Then we used to drive to you up in Kentucky
Like we went being rich that shit was super ugly
Then my momma got a job man she groceries
Used to have a in Vegas when we was doing good
And a house Elvis now we in the hood
Used to a Benz now we got a Nissan Sentra
And I can't get a pair of Jordans that's with my mental
I'm just let you visualize what I done been through
And this shit record nigga you could check my credentials

I the family hustle put us back on top
Momma live on 5 acres brother, in that
Sister she an get her own M's
still watch the family but we don't even see 'em
I ain't tripping nigga this the art of home
I went from dope to buying houses, flipping homes
Momma taught me fuck your just keep moving on
If you get caught just snitch one day you coming home
Momma, me the game and for Mother's Day, I spent a million and a half for you at Prive
And you the owner, I'm a worker, shit yours do what you wanna you deserve it

I grew 'round hustlers that turned me to a
Was raised by a woman I watched my momma
I want to be a kingpin, when I grow up
Teacher asked me my momma do, she a queenpin
And this my tradition
I'm just on my family tradition
We built a
And when I grow up I to be a kingpin, I remember sayin'
asked me what my momma do, she a queenpin