Like Father, Like Son

There ain't no love
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Like father like son, nigga
There ain't no love like a father
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Like father like
Like father like son, nigga
There ain't no love
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like son, nigga
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like
Like father like son, nigga

Yeah, I'm filthy rich with quarter ki's in the kitchen on 'em
The block is hot, but we still here gettin' it on 'em
And keep a tool every time we hit these streets
'Cause these niggas act a fool and we be quick to put it on 'em
Them tear drops, homie, we so not
The nigga to fuck with 'cause we will pop
.40 cal keep it cocked, nigga, ready to block
Keep the gun, the extra clip, homie, that's how we rock
And like father like son, daddy, we don't borrow
We stay on the grind, homie, 'cause we grind harder
And fuckin' with me, homie, you won't like
You'll be the next T-shirt, we in your hood all night
We got them birds flying out and we've allowed the pipes
We do this state to state thing and cheat the price
And Rufus came home and I told him they shady
But he was tellin' me 'bout them pussy niggas back in the 80's, baby

There ain't no love
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Like father like son, nigga
There ain't no love like a father
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like
Like father like son, nigga
There ain't no love
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like son, nigga
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like
Like father like son, nigga

Listen, Birdman put me on when I was just eleven
He was my teacher, so I was like fuck the lesson
He was my preacher, so I was like fuck the reverend
My mother Cita, she said that I was with the devil
My mother Cita, now say that he was sent from heaven
So I take heed to every single word that he tell me
And I remember what my poppa told me
Remember what my poppa told me, Young Stunna

Yeah, I'm out here, homie, pitchin' the game
And yes, I do the whole thing, nigga, give me my change
Yes, we do them old things out that brand new Range
Lil' nigga like his father, homie doing his thing
We keep the gun for the paper, homie, aimed and cocked
Every nigga I'm my circle, homie, ready to pop
We be ridin' drops tops, that's just how we rock
And I'll be rollin' in the Phantom through my uptown blocks, nigga

There ain't no love
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like (alright)
Like father like son, nigga (money on my mind)
There ain't no love like a father
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like (look)
Like father like (I, I, I, I hear you niggas whisperin')
Like father like son, nigga (I say whisper 'cause you niggas ain't hollerin' 'bout shit)
There ain't no love
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like (po', pussy ass niggas)
Like father like son, nigga
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Like father like
Like father like son, nigga

Look
Birdman Jr., fuck the world, pops
And we gon' keep it movin' even if the world stops
Stay strapped and laced like girl's socks
Stay dapped and drapped like a birthday cake
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sippin' on Louis when we thirsty
You know, I do believe the moneys cursed me
So I pray to God that the devil don't murk me, uh
Lil' Wizzle but you could just call me first place
And poppa taught me paper chase, never skirt chase
I'll put you niggas in the closet, in the shirt space
You niggas is yellow like Sesame Street's Bert's face
Worst case scenario, burial
Two tone Carrera like Mascara, uh
A G4 take your boy wherever
Like father, like son the era, nigga

There ain't no love
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like son, nigga
There ain't no love like a father
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like
Like father like son, nigga
There ain't no love
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like son, nigga
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like
Like father like
Like father like son, nigga