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

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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 gettin' it on 'em
And keep a every time we hit these streets
'Cause these act a fool and we'll be quick to put it on 'em

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I'm out here homey the game
And yes I do the whole thang, n*** give me my
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 homey ready to pop
We be ridin' tops that's just how we rock
And I'll be rollin' in the Phantom my uptown blocks, ***

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

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

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

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

Worst senario, burial
Two tone Carera 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, father son

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