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Yes.<br />Yes.<br />My lil shortys gonna be a thug.<br />Father like son, like son like dad.<br />My family all into makin this cash.<br />Shorty's gonna be a thug.<br />Like father, like son, like son, like dad.<br />My family's all into makin this cash.<br />My lil, shortys gonna be a thug.<br />Like father, like son, like son, like dad.<br />My family's all into makin this cash.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />Look in yo eyes<br />an I see, the reflection of me<br />my little guy<br />thank the Lord for blessin me wit a seed<br />before he died <br />my father taught these lessons to me<br />an before I die, I share the same lessons that he was stressin to me<br />nigga it's in yo blood, you gone be a thug<br />no matter the cause<br />niggas born to floss, an be the boss<br />that's how he was taught<br />I raised you in the North<br />away from the hood where, times are hard<br />but as soon as the, grind get hard<br />you put yo time in God.<br /><br />Verse 1<br /><br />It's in our blood<br />thuggin<br />til the days of my death<br />my last breath taken by the ATF like, David Koresh<br />my steps of life<br />my last testimony, God bless my wife<br />my lil son gone be set for life, always dressed up nice<br />and smokin Kryponite<br />might grow up an rip the mic<br />or slang some chickens like his great grandpappy<br />whatever makes the man happy<br />grands snappy<br />but Lord forbid, he try to do the same shit that his pappy did<br />nigga, end up in some khaki shit<br />handcuffed, in back of the bus wit a gang of other niggas fucked up<br />then shipped up, shit greed<br />shit get deep<br />niggas bleed<br />information juss to get free<br />that's why you never see no busta niggas hangin wit me<br />be a loner<br />if you ain't got that fuckin Dragon tattoo on ya<br />knock a nigga on his ass, so fast the class makes have to use amonia<br />to wake him up <br />nurse, pick him up<br />an take him up<br />hit the dice game in the alley way<br />yo nigga break 'em up.<br /><br />Chorus *(Yukmouth)*<br /><br />Look in yo eyes<br />an I see, a reflection of me<br />my little guy<br />thank the Lord for blessin me wit a seed<br />before he died <br />my father taught these lessons to me<br />an before I die, I share the same lessons that he was stressin to me<br />it's in yo blood, you gone be a thug<br />no matter the cost<br />born to floss, an to be the boss<br />that's how he was taught<br />I raised you in the North<br />away from the hood where, times are hard<br />but as soon as the, grind get hard<br />you put yo time in God<br />it's in our blood.<br /><br />Verse 2<br /><br />And send a letter to my killa<br />whoever it my be<br />I know that death is callin, I can hear it pagin me<br />chasin me<br />(ch-ch... haha)<br />like Jason be<br />but ain't no breakin me<br />or takin the safe from me<br />not even a fuckin 8 from me<br />be ready to catch a thirty-eight to the chest straight from me<br />even if they wasted me<br />my son will be replacin me<br />on the street makin g's<br />like his poppy was<br />smokin chronic budded <br />sellin drugs like his poppy does<br />see his poppy was a, mutha fuckin soldier<br />hittin figure eights up in Nova<br />always smokin doja<br />wit a pocket full of quarters<br />went from bein a small timer, to highroller<br />to the block controller<br />set up shop, an got it locked wit all the rocks an powdered cola<br />now the cowards know the time<br />taught you to grind before your time<br />I taught you how to hold a 9<br />taught you how to stay sharper than a poker prime<br />nigga focus yo mind, on the money<br />fuck a big behind<br />an keep a click of down ass niggas, an then you'll be fine<br />these are the rules<br />nigga choose to utilize or loose<br />pay yo dues<br />if I die juss get my face tattooed<br />up on yo shoulder, or right over your heart<br />cuz, when it get dark<br />that's when this shit starts, an daddy didn't raise no marks!<br /><br />*(Chorus)* 3x
New song lyrics
Yes.<br />Yes.<br />My lil shortys gonna be a thug.<br />Father like son, like son like dad.<br />My family all into makin this cash.<br />Shorty's gonna be a thug.<br />Like father, like son, like son, like dad.<br />My family's all into makin this cash.<br />My lil, shortys gonna be a thug.<br />Like father, like son, like son, like dad.<br />My family's all into makin this cash.<br /><br />Chorus<br /><br />Look in yo eyes<br />an I see, the reflection of me<br />my little guy<br />thank the Lord for blessin me wit a seed<br />before he died <br />my father taught these lessons to me<br />an before I die, I share the same lessons that he was stressin to me<br />nigga it's in yo blood, you gone be a thug<br />no matter the cause<br />niggas born to floss, an be the boss<br />that's how he was taught<br />I raised you in the North<br />away from the hood where, times are hard<br />but as soon as the, grind get hard<br />you put yo time in God.<br /><br />Verse 1<br /><br />It's in our blood<br />thuggin<br />til the days of my death<br />my last breath taken by the ATF like, David Koresh<br />my steps of life<br />my last testimony, God bless my wife<br />my lil son gone be set for life, always dressed up nice<br />and smokin Kryponite<br />might grow up an rip the mic<br />or slang some chickens like his great grandpappy<br />whatever makes the man happy<br />grands snappy<br />but Lord forbid, he try to do the same shit that his pappy did<br />nigga, end up in some khaki shit<br />handcuffed, in back of the bus wit a gang of other niggas fucked up<br />then shipped up, shit greed<br />shit get deep<br />niggas bleed<br />information juss to get free<br />that's why you never see no busta niggas hangin wit me<br />be a loner<br />if you ain't got that fuckin Dragon tattoo on ya<br />knock a nigga on his ass, so fast the class makes have to use amonia<br />to wake him up <br />nurse, pick him up<br />an take him up<br />hit the dice game in the alley way<br />yo nigga break 'em up.<br /><br />Chorus *(Yukmouth)*<br /><br />Look in yo eyes<br />an I see, a reflection of me<br />my little guy<br />thank the Lord for blessin me wit a seed<br />before he died <br />my father taught these lessons to me<br />an before I die, I share the same lessons that he was stressin to me<br />it's in yo blood, you gone be a thug<br />no matter the cost<br />born to floss, an to be the boss<br />that's how he was taught<br />I raised you in the North<br />away from the hood where, times are hard<br />but as soon as the, grind get hard<br />you put yo time in God<br />it's in our blood.<br /><br />Verse 2<br /><br />And send a letter to my killa<br />whoever it my be<br />I know that death is callin, I can hear it pagin me<br />chasin me<br />(ch-ch... haha)<br />like Jason be<br />but ain't no breakin me<br />or takin the safe from me<br />not even a fuckin 8 from me<br />be ready to catch a thirty-eight to the chest straight from me<br />even if they wasted me<br />my son will be replacin me<br />on the street makin g's<br />like his poppy was<br />smokin chronic budded <br />sellin drugs like his poppy does<br />see his poppy was a, mutha fuckin soldier<br />hittin figure eights up in Nova<br />always smokin doja<br />wit a pocket full of quarters<br />went from bein a small timer, to highroller<br />to the block controller<br />set up shop, an got it locked wit all the rocks an powdered cola<br />now the cowards know the time<br />taught you to grind before your time<br />I taught you how to hold a 9<br />taught you how to stay sharper than a poker prime<br />nigga focus yo mind, on the money<br />fuck a big behind<br />an keep a click of down ass niggas, an then you'll be fine<br />these are the rules<br />nigga choose to utilize or loose<br />pay yo dues<br />if I die juss get my face tattooed<br />up on yo shoulder, or right over your heart<br />cuz, when it get dark<br />that's when this shit starts, an daddy didn't raise no marks!<br /><br />*(Chorus)* 3x
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