Tonart: D# minor•
Verse 1
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Yes.
Yes.
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My lil shortysgonna be a thug.
Father like son, like son like dad.
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My family all into makin
Shorty's gonna be a thug.
Like father, like son, like son,
like dad.
My family's all into makin this cash.
My lil, shortys gonna be a
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thug.
Like father, like son, like son,
like dad.
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My family's all into makin
Verse 2
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yo eyes
an I see, the reflection of me
my little guy
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thank the Lord for blessin me wit a seed
my father taught these
lessons to me
an before I die, I share the same lessons
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that he was stressin to me
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nigga it's in yo blood,
you gone be a thug
no matter the cause
niggas born to floss, an be the boss
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that's how he was taught
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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.
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It's in our blood
thuggin
til the days of my death
my last breath taken by the ATF like,
my last testimony, God bless my wife
my lil son gone be set for life,
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always dressed up nice
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and smokin Kryponite
might grow up an rip the mic
or slang some chickens like
his great grandpappy
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whatever makes the man happy
grands snappy
but Lord forbid,
he try to do the same shit that his pappy did
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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
information juss to get free
that's why you never see no
busta niggas hangin wit me
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if you ain't got that fuckin
Dragon tattoo on ya
knock a nigga on his ass,
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so fast the class makes have to use amonia
to wake him up
nurse, pick him up
an take him up
hit the dice game in the alley way
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yo nigga break 'em up.
Chorus *(Yukmouth)*
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an I see, a reflection of me
my little guy
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thank the Lord for blessin me wit a seed
my father taught these
lessons to me
an before I die,
I share the same lessons that he was stressin to me
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it's in yo blood, you gone be a thug
no matter the cost
born to floss, an to be the boss
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that's how he was taught
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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
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it's in our blood.
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And send a letter to my killa whoever
it my be
I know that death is callin,
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I can hear it pagin me
(ch- ch... haha)
like Jason be
but ain't no breakin me
or takin the safe from me
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not even a fuckin 8from 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
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on the street makin g's
like his poppy was
smokin chronic budded
sellin drugs like his poppy does
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see his poppy was a,
mutha fuckin soldier
hittin figure eights up in Nova
always smokin doja
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wit a pocket full of quarters
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went from bein a small timer,
to highroller
to the block controller
set up shop, an got it locked wit all
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the rocks an powdered cola
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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
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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
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these are the rules
nigga choose to utilize or loose
pay yo dues
if I die juss get my face tattooed
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up on yo shoulder,
or right over your heart
'cause, when it get dark
that's when this shit starts,
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an daddy didn't
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raise
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no marks!
Outro 1
*(Chorus)* 3x
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