Luyện nghe bài hát Father Like Son

Yes, yes
My lil gonna be a thug
like son, like son, like dad
My all into makin' this cash
Shorty's gonna be a
father, like son, like son, like dad
My family's all into this cash
My lil' gonna be a thug
father, like son, like son, like dad
My family's all makin' this cash

Look in yo an' I see the reflection of me, my little guy
Thank the Lord for blessin' me wit' a seed before he
My father taught lessons to me
An' before I die, I share the same
he was stressin' to me

Nigga, it's in yo blood, you gone be a no matter the cause
Niggas to floss, an' be the boss that's how he was taught
I raised you in the North from the hood
times are hard but as soon as the grind get hard
You put yo in God

It's in our thuggin' til the days of my death
My breath taken by the ATF like, David Koresh
My steps of life, my testimony, God bless my wife
My son gone be set for life, always dressed up nice
And smokin' might grow up an' rip the mic
Or slang some like his great grandpappy
Whatever makes the man happy, snappy

But Lord forbid, he try to do the same that his pappy did
Nigga, end up in some khaki
Handcuffed in of the bus
Wit a gang of other niggas fucked up, then up
Shit greed, shit get deep, bleed
Information jus' to get
That's why you never see no niggas hangin' wit me

Be a loner if you got that fuckin' Dragon tattoo on ya
a nigga on his ass
So fast the class makes to use ammonia
To wake him up, nurse, him up an' take him up
Hit the dice game in the way
Yo nigga 'em up

Look in yo eyes an' I see a reflection of me, my guy
the Lord for blessin' me wit a seed before he died
My taught these lessons to me
An' before I die I the same lessons
he was stressin' to me

It's in yo blood, you gone be a thug no matter the
Born to floss, an' to be the boss, that's how he was
I you in the North away from the hood
Where times are but as soon as the grind get hard
You put yo time in God, in our blood

And send a letter to my killa, it my be
I know that death is callin', I can hear it pagin' me, me
(Haha)
Like Jason be but no breakin' me
Or takin' the safe me
Not even a 8 from me
Be ready to catch a thirty-eight to the straight from me
Even if they wasted me, my son be replacin' me
On the street G's like his poppy was
Smokin' chronic budded, sellin' like his poppy does

See his poppy was a, mutha fuckin'
Hittin' figure eights up in Nova, always doja
Wit a pocket full of
Went from a small timer, to highroller to the block controller
Set up an' got it locked wit all the rocks an powdered cola
Now the cowards the time
Taught you to before your time
I taught you how to a 9
Taught you how to stay sharper a poker prime

Nigga focus yo mind, on the money, a big behind
An' keep a click of down ass niggas, an' you'll be fine
These are the rules, choose to utilize or lose
Pay yo dues, if I die jus' get my face
Up on yo shoulder, or right over heart
'Cuz it get dark that's when this shit starts
An' daddy didn't raise no

Look in yo eyes an' I see a reflection of me, my guy
Thank the Lord for blessin' me wit a before he died
My father taught these to me
An' before I die I the same lessons
he was stressin' to me

It's in yo blood, you gone be a no matter the cost
Born to floss, an' to be the boss, how he was taught
I raised you in the North from the hood
Where times are but as soon as the grind get hard
You put yo time in God, it's in our

Look in yo eyes an' I see a of me, my little guy
Thank the Lord for blessin' me wit a seed before he
My father taught these to me
An' before I die I share the lessons
he was stressin' to me

It's in yo blood, you gone be a no matter the cost
Born to floss, an' to be the boss, how he was taught
I raised you in the away from the hood
Where times are hard but as soon as the get hard
You put yo time in God, in our blood

in yo eyes an' I see a reflection of me, my little guy
Thank the Lord for blessin' me wit a seed he died
My father these lessons to me
An' I die I share the same lessons
That he was to me

It's in yo blood, you gone be a thug no the cost
to floss, an' to be the boss, that's how he was taught
I raised you in the North away the hood
Where times are hard but as as the grind get hard
You put yo in God, it's in our blood