Luyện nghe bài hát Like Father Like Son

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Yeah, I'll filthy rich wit keys in the kitchen on 'em
The is hot, but we still out here gettin' it on 'em
And keep a tool every 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 f*** wit 'cause we pop
Forty cal keep it cocked n*** ready to
Keep the gun, the clip homey that's how we rock

And like father like son daddy we borrow
We stay on the grind '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 allowed pipes
We do this state to thing and cheat the price
And Rufus home and I told him to shave
But he was tellin' me 'bout these p**** n***** in the 80's, baby

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Like the love of a
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