Текст песни YUKMOUTH - Father Like Son, слова песни YUKMOUTH

Текст песни YUKMOUTH - Father Like Son

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Текст песни YUKMOUTH - Father Like Son

Yes.Yes.My lil shortys gonna be a thug.Father like son, like son like dad.My family all into makin this cash.Shorty's gonna be a thug.Like father, like son, like son, like dad.( )My family's all into makin this cash.My lil, shortys gonna be a thug.Like father, like son, like son, like dad.My family's all into makin this cash.ChorusLook in yo eyesan I see, the reflection of memy little guythank the Lord for blessin me wit a seedbefore he died my father taught these lessons to mean before I die, I share the same lessons that he was stressin to menigga it's in yo blood, you gone be a thugno matter the causeniggas born to floss, an be the bossthat's how he was taughtI raised you in the Northaway from the hood where, times are hardbut as soon as the, grind get hardyou put yo time in God.Verse 1It's in our bloodthuggintil the days of my deathmy last breath taken by the ATF like, David Koreshmy steps of lifemy last testimony, God bless my wifemy lil son gone be set for life, always dressed up niceand smokin Kryponitemight grow up an rip the micor slang some chickens like his great grandpappywhatever makes the man happygrands snappybut Lord forbid, he try to do the same shit that his pappy didnigga, end up in some khaki shithandcuffed, in back of the bus wit a gang of other niggas fucked upthen shipped up, shit greedshit get deepniggas bleedinformation juss to get freethat's why you never see no busta niggas hangin wit mebe a lonerif you ain't got that fuckin Dragon tattoo on yaknock a nigga on his ass, so fast the class makes have to use amoniato wake him up nurse, pick him upan take him uphit the dice game in the alley wayyo nigga break 'em up.Chorus *(Yukmouth)*Look in yo eyesan I see, a reflection of memy little guythank the Lord for blessin me wit a seedbefore he died my father taught these lessons to mean before I die, I share the same lessons that he was stressin to meit's in yo blood, you gone be a thugno matter the costborn to floss, an to be the bossthat's how he was taughtI raised you in the Northaway from the hood where, times are hardbut as soon as the, grind get hardyou put yo time in Godit's in our blood.Verse 2And send a letter to my killawhoever it my beI know that death is callin, I can hear it pagin mechasin me(ch-ch... haha)like Jason be

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