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 block is hot, but we still out gettin' it on 'em
And keep a tool every we hit these streets
these n***** act a fool and we'll be quick to put it on 'em

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

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

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

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

My mother Cita now say that he was from Heaven
So I take heed to every single word that he me
And I remember 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*** his father homey doing his thang

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

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

Birthdays was the days
Now we on wooey when we thirsty
Ya know, I do believe the cursed me
So I pray to God the devil don't murk me, huh

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

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

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Like the love of a
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Father, father, father son