Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Know?

Then there are the in my life
When I feel
there's no way out
No
To be honest I don't know where my is goin
I'll end up at
I just know

Verse One: Daddy

I looked and saw the cat focus took notice
Stayed away from the bogus til his began
Phillies stacked his grand the brokest
til he seemed hopeless to be the dopest, cat comin
Track stunnin, fame singin, his ringin
starts to pile, honeys start to wild
Top notch drop top everything he drop hot
He dream, visualize, plot and
Got the cream without the beam
Witcha fire eye drive slow,
Jet black tint still, might know
Who the cat the strings of rap and R&B
Trapped inside of a movie me, so far

repeat 2X

Do you know you're goin to?
Do you the things that life is showing you?
Where are you to? Do you know?

Verse Two: Daddy

Shorty was brimmin, singin, with cats who move bricks
Heard she do backflips, for niggaz who chips
Suck for dough, now she fuck for Bills up in
Real G's makin her back
Only givin head to niggaz who rapped well
Owned a cell, flip it, sippin on Whitman cool mints
Rumors spread, half a G she took, six or
Two bagged up, went raw
Back of my countin up the big score
Violators the door, she lookin up from the floor
Sore all the pain her body couldn't ignore
So far from pure, rotten to the
Either or, for sure, trapped the world of a whore

Verse Three: Puff

Hard to cope with, all niggaz and dope whips
with cash flow, motherfuckers that gotta gold
to bag hoes, not nice, 600 circle the block twice
In they Roleys rock ice, to get they hit on
Bitches to get on, suck a dick or get shit on
Don't understand playin wit it
Players get these bitches open and let man hit it
Fuck that, you can that, if I had a gun
I'd release slugs black and back
See how these players that, to the point where
I can't take it, I'm a playa hater, I fake it
I wanna spill myself, to feel the myself
And since I can't be a player, kill myself, trust

w/ variations

I on this road for a long time now
At it seems like the road is never gonna end
On this road there's a lotta, and mountains
and valleys
Even a lot of on this road
It's never smooth, on the of life
I don't where I'm going
I just where I wanna end up at

Chorus w/

Lord can you me get there?
Please let me get

*piano interlude, again*