Текст песни Father Like Son - Yukmouth
Yes,
yes
My
lil
shorty's
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'
shorty's
gonna
be
a
thug
Like
father,
like
son,
like
son,
like
dad
My
family's
all
into
makin'
this
cash
Look
in
yo
eyes
an'
I
see
the
reflection
of
me,
my
little
guy
Thank
the
Lord
for
blessin'
me
wit'
a
seed
before
he
died
My
father
taught
these
lessons
to
me
An'
before
I
die,
I
share
the
same
lessons
That
he
was
stressin'
to
me
Nigga,
it's
in
yo
blood,
you
gone
be
a
thug
no
matter
the
cause
Niggas
born
to
floss,
an'
be
the
boss
that's
how
he
was
taught
I
raised
you
in
the
North
away
from
the
hood
Where
times
are
hard
but
as
soon
as
the
grind
get
hard
You
put
yo
time
in
God
It's
in
our
blood
thuggin'
til
the
days
of
my
death
My
last
breath
taken
by
the
ATF
like,
David
Koresh
My
steps
of
life,
my
last
testimony,
God
bless
my
wife
My
lil'
son
gone
be
set
for
life,
always
dressed
up
nice
And
smokin'
Kryponite
might
grow
up
an'
rip
the
mic
Or
slang
some
chickens
like
his
great
grandpappy
Whatever
makes
the
man
happy,
grands
snappy
But
Lord
forbid,
he
try
to
do
the
same
shit
that
his
pappy
did
Nigga,
end
up
in
some
khaki
shit
Handcuffed
in
back
of
the
bus
Wit
a
gang
of
other
niggas
fucked
up,
then
shipped
up
Shit
greed,
shit
get
deep,
niggas
bleed
Information
jus'
to
get
free
That's
why
you
never
see
no
busta
niggas
hangin'
wit
me
Be
a
loner
if
you
ain't
got
that
fuckin'
Dragon
tattoo
on
ya
Knock
a
nigga
on
his
ass
So
fast
the
class
makes
have
to
use
ammonia
To
wake
him
up,
nurse,
pick
him
up
an'
take
him
up
Hit
the
dice
game
in
the
alley
way
Yo
nigga
break
'em
up
Look
in
yo
eyes
an'
I
see
a
reflection
of
me,
my
little
guy
Thank
the
Lord
for
blessin'
me
wit
a
seed
before
he
died
My
father
taught
these
lessons
to
me
An'
before
I
die
I
share
the
same
lessons
That
he
was
stressin'
to
me
It's
in
yo
blood,
you
gone
be
a
thug
no
matter
the
cost
Born
to
floss,
an'
to
be
the
boss,
that's
how
he
was
taught
I
raised
you
in
the
North
away
from
the
hood
Where
times
are
hard
but
as
soon
as
the
grind
get
hard
You
put
yo
time
in
God,
it's
in
our
blood
And
send
a
letter
to
my
killa,
whoever
it
my
be
I
know
that
death
is
callin',
I
can
hear
it
pagin'
me,
chasin'
me
(Haha)
Like
Jason
be
but
ain't
no
breakin'
me
Or
takin'
the
safe
from
me
Not
even
a
fuckin'
8 from
me
Be
ready
to
catch
a
thirty-eight
to
the
chest
straight
from
me
Even
if
they
wasted
me,
my
son
will
be
replacin'
me
On
the
street
makin
G's
like
his
poppy
was
Smokin'
chronic
budded,
sellin'
drugs
like
his
poppy
does
See
his
poppy
was
a,
mutha
fuckin'
soldier
Hittin'
figure
eights
up
in
Nova,
always
smokin'
doja
Wit
a
pocket
full
of
quarters
Went
from
bein'
a
small
timer,
to
highroller
to
the
block
controller
Set
up
shop
an'
got
it
locked
wit
all
the
rocks
an
powdered
cola
Now
the
cowards
know
the
time
Taught
you
to
grind
before
your
time
I
taught
you
how
to
hold
a
9
Taught
you
how
to
stay
sharper
than
a
poker
prime
Nigga
focus
yo
mind,
on
the
money,
fuck
a
big
behind
An'
keep
a
click
of
down
ass
niggas,
an'
then
you'll
be
fine
These
are
the
rules,
nigga
choose
to
utilize
or
lose
Pay
yo
dues,
if
I
die
jus'
get
my
face
tattooed
Up
on
yo
shoulder,
or
right
over
your
heart
'Cuz
when
it
get
dark
that's
when
this
shit
starts
An'
daddy
didn't
raise
no
marks
Look
in
yo
eyes
an'
I
see
a
reflection
of
me,
my
little
guy
Thank
the
Lord
for
blessin'
me
wit
a
seed
before
he
died
My
father
taught
these
lessons
to
me
An'
before
I
die
I
share
the
same
lessons
That
he
was
stressin'
to
me
It's
in
yo
blood,
you
gone
be
a
thug
no
matter
the
cost
Born
to
floss,
an'
to
be
the
boss,
that's
how
he
was
taught
I
raised
you
in
the
North
away
from
the
hood
Where
times
are
hard
but
as
soon
as
the
grind
get
hard
You
put
yo
time
in
God,
it's
in
our
blood
Look
in
yo
eyes
an'
I
see
a
reflection
of
me,
my
little
guy
Thank
the
Lord
for
blessin'
me
wit
a
seed
before
he
died
My
father
taught
these
lessons
to
me
An'
before
I
die
I
share
the
same
lessons
That
he
was
stressin'
to
me
It's
in
yo
blood,
you
gone
be
a
thug
no
matter
the
cost
Born
to
floss,
an'
to
be
the
boss,
that's
how
he
was
taught
I
raised
you
in
the
North
away
from
the
hood
Where
times
are
hard
but
as
soon
as
the
grind
get
hard
You
put
yo
time
in
God,
it's
in
our
blood
Look
in
yo
eyes
an'
I
see
a
reflection
of
me,
my
little
guy
Thank
the
Lord
for
blessin'
me
wit
a
seed
before
he
died
My
father
taught
these
lessons
to
me
An'
before
I
die
I
share
the
same
lessons
That
he
was
stressin'
to
me
It's
in
yo
blood,
you
gone
be
a
thug
no
matter
the
cost
Born
to
floss,
an'
to
be
the
boss,
that's
how
he
was
taught
I
raised
you
in
the
North
away
from
the
hood
Where
times
are
hard
but
as
soon
as
the
grind
get
hard
You
put
yo
time
in
God,
it's
in
our
blood
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2 Do Yo Thug Thang
3 City of Dope
4 Stallion
5 Father Like Son
6 Hater
7 U Love 2 Hate
8 Still Ballin'
9 Revelationz
10 Rolex Rulez
11 Falling
12 Mackin' vs. Pimpin'
13 Gangsta Bitch
14 Sacrifice My Life
15 Baller Mode
16 Bumbell
17 Secret Indictment
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