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Verse 1
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There ain't no looooooove
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Am
C
(Like, Like Father Like
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Son nigga)
Em
Like the love of a daddy
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(Like, Like Father,
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like Like Father
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Like Son nigga)
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Father, father, father like son
Em
Yeah
Verse 2
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It's filthy with quarter ki's
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Tha block is hot but we out
Em
G
And keep a tool everytime
we hit the streets
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Am
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C
Cause these niggas act a fool and
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we be quick to put it on 'em
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Them tear drops homie we so not
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Am
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The nigga to fuck with
C
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cause we will pop
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.40 cal keep it cocked
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Am
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Keep a gun a extra clip homie
Em
And like father like son
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Am
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C
We stay on the grind homie
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And fuckin with me homie you won't like
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Am
Em
You be the next t- shirt,
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Em
We got birds flyin out and
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We do this state to state
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thing and cheat the price
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Em
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And Rufus came home
Em
Am
Em
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C
Em
But he was tellin me about them pussy niggas back in the eighties,
Verse 3
baby
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There ain't
no looooooove
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Am
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(Like, Like Father
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Em
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Like Son nigga)
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G
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Like the love of
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like Like Father Like Son nigga)
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Father, father, father like son
Em
Listen
Verse 4
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Birdman put me on when I was just eleven
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He was my teacher,
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so I was like fuck the lesson
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He was my preacher,
Am
so I was like fuck the reverend
My mother Cita,
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she said that I was with the devil
My mother Cita,
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now say that he was sent from heaven
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So, I take heed to every
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single word that he tell me
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And I remember what my poppa told me
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Remember what my poppa told me,
Verse 5
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Yeah
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Im out c'here homie pitchin the game
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Am
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And yes I do the whole thing
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Yes we do the same thing out
the brand new Range
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Am
Em
Little nigga like his father
Em
We keep the gun for paper
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Every nigga in my circle homie ready to pop
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We be ridin drop tops thats
just how we rock
Em
Am
Em
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And ill be ridin in the Phantom
C
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through my up town blocks
Verse 6
Nigga
Em
G
There ain't no looooooove
Em
Am
(Like, Like Father Like Son nigga)
Em
Am
Like the love of a daddy
like Like Father Like Son nigga)
Am
Em
Father, father, father like son
Am
G
Alright money on my mind Look
Verse 7
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C
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I- I- I I hear you niggas wisperin
I say wisperin cause you niggas
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Em
Am
ain't hollerin bout shit
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Am
Em
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Po' pussy ass niggas gangster
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Am
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C
and me
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G
Am
Look Birdman jr fuck the world pops
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And we gon keep it movin even
Em
Am
like girl socks
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Stay dapped and drapped like
Am
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a birthday cake
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Birthdays was the worst days
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Am
Em
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C
Now we sippin' on Louis when we thirsty
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Em
Ya know, I do believe
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Am
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So I pray to God that the devil dont murk me,
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Em
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Little Wizzle but you bitches
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chase never skirt chase
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I put you niggas in the
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closet in the shirt space
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You niggas yellow like Sesame
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street Bert's face
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Worst case scenario, burial
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Two tone Carara like Mascara,
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uh
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The G4 take your boy where ever
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Like father, like son the era,
nigga
Em
There ain't no looooooove
Verse 8
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Am
(Like, Like Father
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Like the love of a
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daddy
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C
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(Like, Like Father, like Like
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Father Like Son nigga)
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Father, father, father like son
Outro 1
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