Luyện nghe bài hát Father Like Son

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

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

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

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

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

Be a loner if you ain't got that fuckin' tattoo on ya
Knock a on his ass
So fast the class makes to use ammonia
To him up, nurse, pick him up an' take him up
Hit the dice game in the way
Yo break 'em up

in yo eyes an' I see a reflection of me, my little guy
Thank the Lord for me wit a seed 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 thug no the cost
Born to floss, an' to be the boss, how he was taught
I raised you in the North away the hood
times are hard but as soon as the grind get hard
You put yo in God, it's in our blood

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

See his poppy was a, fuckin' soldier
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 shop an' got it locked wit all the an powdered cola
Now the cowards the time
Taught you to grind your time
I you how to hold a 9
Taught you how to stay sharper than a poker

focus yo mind, on the money, fuck 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 get my face tattooed
Up on yo shoulder, or right over your
'Cuz it get dark that's when this shit starts
An' daddy didn't no marks

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 these lessons to me
An' before I die I share the lessons
That he was to me

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

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

It's in yo blood, you be a thug 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 but as soon as the grind get hard
You put yo in God, it's in our blood

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 these lessons to me
An' before I die I the same lessons
That he was 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 hard but as soon as the get hard
You put yo time in God, in our blood