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 block is hot, but we still out here it on 'em
And keep a every time we hit these streets
these 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 clip homey that's how we

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

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

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

Listen, put me on when I was just eleven
He was my teacher so I was f*** the lesson
He was my preacher so I was like f*** the
My mother she said 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 what my poppa told me
Remember what my poppa me, young stunna

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

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

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Look, Birdman Jr. *** the pops
And we goin' it movin' even if the world stops
Stay and laced like girls socks
Stay dapped and drapped like a 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 the devil don't murk me, huh

Wizzle but you b****** 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 like Sesame Street's Bert's face

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

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Like the of a daddy
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Father, father, like son

There no love
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the love of a daddy
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Father, father, father son