Luyện nghe bài hát Like Father Like Son

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Yeah, I'll filthy wit quarter keys in the kitchen on 'em
The is hot, but we still out here gettin' it on 'em
And a tool every time we hit these streets
'Cause these n***** act a fool and we'll be to put it on 'em

Them tear drops we so not
The n**** the f*** wit 'cause we pop
Forty cal keep it n*** ready to block
Keep the gun, the extra clip that's how we rock

And like father like son daddy we don't
We on the grind homey 'cause we grind harder
And f***** wit me homey you like
be the next T-shirt, we ya hood all night

We got them birds flying out and we them pipes
We do this to state thing and cheat the price
And came home and I told him to shave
But he was tellin' me 'bout these n***** back in the 80's, baby

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Listen, Birdman put me on I was just eleven
He was my teacher so I was f*** the lesson
He was my preacher so I was like the reverend
My Cita she said that I was wit the devil

My mother Cita now say that he was sent from
So I take heed to every single word he tell me
And I remember what my poppa me
Remember what my poppa told me, young

Yeah, I'm out here homey the game
And yes I do the whole thang, give me my change
Yes, we do them old thangs out the new range
Lil' n*** his father homey doing his thang

We the gun for paper, homey aimed and cocked
n**** I'm my circle homey ready to pop
We be ridin' tops that's just how we rock
And I'll be rollin' in the Phantom my uptown blocks, ***

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Look, Birdman Jr. *** the pops
And we goin' keep it movin' even if the stops
Stay strapped and laced like socks
Stay dapped and like a birthday cake

Birthdays was the days
Now we on wooey when we thirsty
Ya know, I do the money's cursed me
So I pray to God that the devil murk me, huh

Lil' Wizzle but you call me first place
And poppa me paper chase never skirt chase
I put you n***** in the closet, in the shirt
You is yellow like Sesame Street's Bert's face

Worst senario, burial
Two tone Carera mascara, uh
That G-4 take ya boi ever
father, like son the era, n****

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Like the of a daddy
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