Luyện nghe bài hát Like Father Like Son

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

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

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

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

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Father, father, father son

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

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

Yeah, I'm out here homey pitchin' the
And yes I do the thang, n*** give me my change
Yes, we do them old thangs out the new range
n*** like 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' drops that's just how we rock
And I'll be rollin' in the Phantom through my blocks, ***

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

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

Birthdays was the worst
Now we sippin' on wooey we thirsty
Ya know, I do believe the money's me
So I to God that the devil 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 is yellow like Sesame Street's Bert's face

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

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the love of a daddy
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