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Some information about Like Father Like Son Lyrics Title: Sporty Thievz - Like Father Like Son lyrics Artist: Sporty Thievz Album: Street Cinema Visitors: 9 visitors have visited Like Father Like Son Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. (Chorus) Passed from old to youngwise to dumb Somethin wonder where I got my smarts fromwhere I got my heart from Live by the gunthen die by oneyour time gon come Learned from my pops like fatherlike son (Verse 1) The Fedz can t bug him cuz to fear him is to love him Till death hugs himleavin the stugs above him You could try to drug him through his food while he s grubbin Half-dead paramedics got to fibulate his rubbin Cousin was stubbinchrome couple in the duffle .357 long-nose potatoe muffle Nigga stayed in trouble till guns sprayed the bubble Ran out of the carblood spots layed in puddles At the funeral mourn niggas poured the henny on him He was walking on threadsthe Fedz had plenty on him Died with the semi on himnow life goes on Reading the will he said bury me with nice clothes on And let my wife glow onleftover ki s while I m waiting The cashcombination stashed behind the painting Give my son everything he s takingwhat he wants he can flaunt The car keys with the red Dupont (Chorus) "Yo ToneIf your father was alive you wouldn t be out here running around wildingdrinkingsmoking and shit yo ass would be trying to stay alive and striving for better things in life You know what I m sayin? Yo fuck that I give up." (Verse 2) Nawthat can t be Tonewho s father got blown alone In the tropical sixpeep seats fancy chrome Cell phone slow jammin Ice on his throat hanging Danglingdoin ninety on sharp roads handling Can t be himnawthen he jumped out Pulled a blunt outdumb skunk outthen puffed his lungs out Stuck his tounge outchick that passed him grabbed him She all laughingrubbed his moustachesaid he was dazzling Said call her Jasmine and passed him the pen Said beep him at tenwrote his number on her skin Got back in the sixrelaxed a bitflashed and kissed Some chick snapped the tintsasked him for flicks He posed holding tits and chips like he was rich The way he flossed loot was like he hit a law suit Should ve saw Dubezbubling like crisco oil Ice reflected like foil to a disco ball (Chorus) Yoten o clock sharphoney hit him on the hip Tone comes through the stripear to the flip Spittin image of his pops with a 4 pail on him Niggas in the street went and bust around on him Honey shotgun trying to clown on him Tone went"Whatchu good for?" and the bitch went down on him Now it s onTone went straight to the estate Heavily secluded with a guard at the gate But waitTone knows hoe s goes with crime Crime goes with niggas tailing the whole time That s why he brought em to the stickshe was on to them dicks >From a lad he knew those were the niggas who killed daddy Told her"Bitchgot a surpriseclose your eyesdon t wrestle" Put it to her head and said"God bless you" Ran into the crib and went straight for the guns Peeping the assainants through high-tech surveilence Like father like son donebut who the last man standing? Tone ain t goin out like Bruce and Brandon Bombs in the canonAK s and bazooks Cocked all of them shits backsaid "this is for pop Dukes" (Chorus) (Verse 3) Of course gotta admit he was smarter than I thought Buried bodies under the porch and never got caught Lesson taught: to the smartestthere s always smarter and first you gotta learn to be a man before you can learn to be a father (Chorus fades) Hottest songs from Sporty Thievz : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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