Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Know?

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

Verse One: Puff

I back and saw the cat focus, took notice
Stayed from the bogus, til his rise began
Phillies stacked his played the brokest
til he hopeless, soon 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, and scheme
Got the cream legally without the
fire eye drive slow, 8-5-0
Jet tint still, they might know
Who the cat controllin the of rap and R&B
Trapped inside of a movie me, so far

Chorus: 2X

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

Two: Puff Daddy

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

Verse Three: Daddy

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

w/ variations

I been on this for a long time now
At time it seems like the road is gonna end
On this road there's a lotta, hills and
Peaks and
a lot of potholes on this road
It's never smooth, on the road of
I don't know where I'm
I just know I wanna end up at

Chorus w/

Lord can you me get there?
Please let me get

*piano interlude, again*