Luyện nghe bài hát Like Father Like Son

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the love of a daddy
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Father, father, like son

Yeah, I'll filthy wit quarter keys in the kitchen on 'em
The block is hot, but we still out gettin' it on 'em
And keep a tool every time we hit these
'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 it cocked n*** ready to block
Keep the gun, the extra clip that's how we rock

And like father like son daddy we borrow
We on the grind homey 'cause we grind harder
And wit me homey you won't like
You'll be the next T-shirt, we ya all night

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

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Like the of a daddy
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Like the love of a
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Father, father, like son

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

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

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

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

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Like the love of a
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Like the love of a
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Look, Birdman Jr. *** the world
And we goin' keep it even if the world stops
Stay strapped and laced like girls
Stay dapped and drapped like a cake

was the worst days
Now we sippin' on when we thirsty
Ya know, I do believe the cursed me
So I pray to God that the devil murk me, huh

Lil' Wizzle but you call me first place
And poppa taught me paper chase skirt chase
I put you n***** in the closet, in the shirt
You n***** is yellow Sesame Street's Bert's face

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

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Father, father, like son