🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Dear Mama - 2pac

 When I was young me and  mama had beef
 Seventeen  old kicked out on the streets
 Though  at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
 Ain't  woman alive that could take my mama's place
 Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I  a fool
 with the big boys, breakin  the rules
 I shed tears with  baby sister
 Over the years we was poorer than the  little kids
 And even though we had different daddy's, the same 
 When  went wrong we'd blame mama
  reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
 Huggin on my mama from a  cell
 And who'd think in 
 Heeey! I see the penitentiary,  day
 And runnin  the police, that's right
 Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my 
 And even  a crack fiend, mama
 You always was a black queen, 
  finally understand
 for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise  man
 You always  committed
 A poor single mother on  tell me how ya did it
 There's no  I can pay you back
 But the plan is to show you that I 
  are appreciated
 
 [Chorus: Reggie Green  "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac]
 
 Lady...
 Don't cha know we love  Sweet lady
 Dear mama
 Place no one above  sweet lady
 You are 
 Don't cha know  love ya?
 
 [second and third chorus, "And dear mama" instead of "Dear 
 
 [Verse  2Pac]
 
  ain't nobody tell us it was fair
  love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
 He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my 
 wouldn't let me feel  a stranger
 They  I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
 I was lookin  a father he was gone
 I  around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
 They showed a  brother love
 I moved out and  really hangin
  needed money of my own so I started slangin
 I ain't guilty cause, even  I sell rocks
 It  good puttin money in your mailbox
 I love payin rent when the rent's 
 I hope ya got the diamond necklace that  sent to you
 Cause when I was low you  there for me
 And never left me alone because you  for me
 And I could see you comin home after  late
 You're in the kitchen tryin to  us a hot plate
 Ya  workin with the scraps you was given
 And mama made  every Thanksgivin
 But now the road  rough, you're alone
 You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your 
 And there's no  I can pay you back
 But my plan is to show you that  understand
  are appreciated
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Verse  2Pac]
 
 Pour out some liquor and I reminsce,  through the drama
 I can  depend on my mama
 And when it seems that  hopeless
 You  the words that can get me back in focus
 When I was sick as a little 
 To keep me happy there's no limit  the things you did
 And all my  memories
 Are full  all the sweet things you did for me
 And even though I act 
 I gotta thank  Lord that you made me
 There are no words that can express  I feel
 You  kept a secret, always stayed real
 And I appreciate, how  raised me
 And all the extra  that you gave me
  wish I could take the pain away
 If you can make it through the night there's a brighter 
 Everything will be alright if  hold on
 It's a struggle  gotta roll on
 And there's no way I can pay you 
  my plan is to show you that I understand
 You  appreciated
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Sweet lady
 And dear 
 
 Dear mama
 Lady [3X]