Luyện nghe bài hát Daughters

For my brothers with daughters, I this
For my brothers with daughters, I this
For my brothers daughters, I call this
For my brothers with

I saw my daughter a letter to some boy her age
Who locked up, I regretted it then caught my rage, like
How could I not her from this awful phase
tried to hide who I was, she was taught and raised like
A princess, but I'm on stage I can't leave her defenseless
Plus she's seen me women, pops was on some pimp shit
She heard of her daddy thuggin'
So if her husband is a gangster be mad, I'll love him
Never, for her I want better, homie in dead that
Wait he come home, you can see where his head's at
Niggas got game, they be live
He seen your mama crib, plus I'm sure he know who your is
Although you real, a honest kid
Don't think I'm slow, I know you probably had chronic lit
You 17, I got a problem it
She looked at me like I'm not the
Father figure but she with it

For my with daughters, I call this
For my brothers daughters, I call this
Not sayin' our sons are less important
For my brothers daughters, I call this
For my brothers daughters, I call this
Not sayin' that our sons are less

This morning I got a call, split my wig
This network said "Nas go and get ya kid"
on Twitter, I know she ain't gon post no pic
Of under dressed, no inappropriate shit, right
Her mother cried she answered
Said she don't what got inside this child's mind, she planted
A box of condoms on her dresser she Instagrammed it
At point I realized I ain't the strictest parent
I'm too loose, I'm too with her
Shoulda drove on time to school her
I thought I dropped enough on her
Took her private school, so she can get a balance
To public school, they too nurture talents
They grow fast, one day she's ya princess
Next day she talking boy business, is this
They say the coolest playas and foulest heart breakers in the
God gets us back, he makes us have precious little

For my with daughters, I call this
For my brothers daughters, I call this
Not sayin' that our sons are less
For my with daughters, I call this
For my brothers with daughters, I this
Not sayin' our sons are less important

And I ain't mess ya thing up
But I wanna see you dream up
I finally
It easy to raise a girl as a single man
Nah, the way mothers feel for sons
How fathers feel for daughters
he date, he straight, chip off his own papa
When she date, we behind the door with the sawed off
Cause we no one is good enough for our daughters