Текст (слова) песни: Lil` flip - Make Mama Proud

(talking)

[Lil` Flip]
In elementary I used crayons, even chalk
I learned to count money before I could read and talk
And my mama told me son, you need to shine
I couldn`t stand at the back, I had to lead the line
I use to make good grades, but I talked in class
In middle school I was late when I walked in class
I the teacher ran a aron, I taught the class
And what I didn`t know, I was about to ask
And just because I played ball, I got easy grades
And when I turned 13, I got even fades
Everybody wearing Air Macs, Ree`s and J`s
But all my parents cared about, was B`s and A`s
In high school, I picked up my pen and pad
I had dreams, of pulling up in a Benz or Jag
I had to get it on my own, I couldn`t depend on dad
I had to grow up too fast, but then I`m glad
Because the stuff I know now, I wouldn`t believe it
The main goals that I set, I wouldn`t achieve it
I`d probably be locked up, or running the streets
I`d probably wouldn`t have platinum, in front of my teeth
I`d probably still be mocking, trying to earn a dollar
I`d probably be in the hood selling sherm or powder
But instead, I`m making bread legal dough
Going to church and staying away from these evil hoes

(Chorus - 2x)
You only got one life, you better do what you can
Cause when you turn thirteen, you are a man
And I can`t be broke so I`ma rock the crowd
It`s up to me, I gotta make my mama proud

[Lil` Flip]
There`s a place called heaven and a place called hell
There`s a place called freedom and a place called jail
And if you go to jail, they gone treat you bad
Take your commissary, and beat you bad
So I`m staying out of trouble, I`m chasing my dream
I know you see your little boy on t.v. screens
I`m blowing up, your little boy making it happen
I`m not selling dope mama, I`m making it rapping
So when you go to sleep at night, you know I`m safe
Cause in Houston everyday somebody catching a case
Like yesterday, my partner went to jail
And he ain`t coming home until he fifty seven
He nineteen, so you do the math
I got smart, man, I choose to rap
So when I grow up, my kids can have a good life
That`s all I wrote, y`all have good night

(Chorus)

(*ad-libs*)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Lil` flip - Make Mama Proud (talking) [Lil` Flip] In elementary I used crayons, even chalk I learned to count money before I could read and talk And my mama told me son, you need to shine I couldn`t stand at the back, I had to lead the line I use to make good grades, but I talked in class In middle school I was late when I walked in class I the teacher ran a aron, I taught the class And what I didn`t know, I was about to ask And just because I played ball, I got easy grades And when I turned 13, I got even fades Everybody wearing Air Macs, Ree`s and J`s But all my parents cared about, was B`s and A`s In high school, I picked up my pen and pad I had dreams, of pulling up in a Benz or Jag I had to get it on my own, I couldn`t depend on dad I had to grow up too fast, but then I`m glad Because the stuff I know now, I wouldn`t believe it The main goals that I set, I wouldn`t achieve it I`d probably be locked up, or running the streets I`d probably wouldn`t have platinum, in front of my teeth I`d probably still be mocking, trying to earn a dollar I`d probably be in the hood selling sherm or powder But instead, I`m making bread legal dough Going to church and staying away from these evil hoes (Chorus - 2x) You only got one life, you better do what you can Cause when you turn thirteen, you are a man And I can`t be broke so I`ma rock the crowd It`s up to me, I gotta make my mama proud [Lil` Flip] There`s a place called heaven and a place called hell There`s a place called freedom and a place called jail And if you go to jail, they gone treat you bad Take your commissary, and beat you bad So I`m staying out of trouble, I`m chasing my dream I know you see your little boy on t.v. screens I`m blowing up, your little boy making it happen I`m not selling dope mama, I`m making it rapping So when you go to sleep at night, you know I`m safe Cause in Houston everyday somebody catching a case Like yesterday, my partner went to jail And he ain`t coming home until he fifty seven He nineteen, so you do the math I got smart, man, I choose to rap So when I grow up, my kids can have a good life That`s all I wrote, y`all have good night (Chorus) (ad-libs) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Make Mama Proud: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/7834.html Все тексты песен: Lil` flip » Lil` flip - Tonight (Remix) » Lil` flip - 25/8 Freestyle (3 Headed Monster) » Lil` flip - What I Been Through » Lil` flip - Candy On Chrome » Lil` flip - Right Thurr (G Mix) » Lil` flip - Soufside Still Holdin` » Lil` flip - The Way We Ball » Lil` flip - Forget The Fame » Lil` flip - 7-1-3 » Lil` flip - I Can Do Dat » Lil` flip - U See It » Lil` flip - Lil` Flip » Lil` flip - Biz » Lil` flip - RIP Screw » Lil` flip - Make Mama Proud » Lil` flip - Put Yo Fist Up » Lil` flip - Dirty Souf » Lil` flip - What I Been Thorugh » Lil` flip - Ridin` Spinners » Lil` flip - Cut 4 U Рекомендуем скачать: » Фактор2 - Штаны » Фактор2 - Родина » Филипп Киркоров - Римская полночь » Фактор2 - Запретная Любовь » Фристайл - Бог с тобой » Филипп Киркоров - Митрофан » Фабрика звезд-5 - Круто ты попал на TV (Фабрика звезд 5) » Фидошные песни - Марш думофила » Ф.Киркоров - Давай помиримся » Фимиам - Я живой » Ф.Киркоров - Радио-бэйби » Ф.Киркоров - Немного жаль » Фабрика Звезд - Корни » Филипп Киркоров - Там, где идет игра » Филипп Киркоров - Вишня » Фактор2 - Ты у меня одна » Фактор2 - Эй, девчонки » Феликс Даллада - Надо женщин всегда жалеть... » Фидошные песни - Типа Алсу "Фидошный Сон" » Фидошные песни - Нa поле тaнки грохотaли
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