Luyện nghe bài hát Like Father Like Son

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Like the of a daddy
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Father, father, like son

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

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

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

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

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Like the love of a
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Father, father, like son

There ain't no
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the love of a daddy
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Father, father, like son

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

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

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

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

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the love of a daddy
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Father, father, like son

ain't no love
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the love of a daddy
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Father, father, like son

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

was the worst days
Now we sippin' on wooey we thirsty
Ya know, I do believe the money's me
So I pray to God that the don't murk me, huh

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

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

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Like the love of a
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Father, father, like son

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Like the love of a
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Father, father, father son