If I Had a Son Lyrics
| Song | If I Had a Son |
| Artist | Jacki-O |
| Album | Little Red Riding Hood |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jacki-O | |
| Sometimes, I be thinkin bout if I had a son into this world how it would be for him seeing the way it is out here. Its crazy | |
| [Verse 1:] | |
| If I had a son this is what I'd tell em | |
| Stay on yo grind young nigga dont settle | |
| Be a man, stand tall on yo feet | |
| Dont depend on nann motherfucker to eat | |
| See momma gonna show you how to always have a hustle | |
| Da streetz dont give it we gon get it on da muscle | |
| You my son, Lil nigga pay attention | |
| Neva be the talker baby always just listen | |
| Niggas gon reveal the hand | |
| Its up to you to be the smarter man | |
| Play chess,not checkers checkmate their ass | |
| Keep the mind of a warrior | |
| Dot let these niggas have you in the coroner | |
| In this world you gon see alot of pain | |
| A whole lot of evil that I really cant explain | |
| People gon change friends turn foes | |
| Niggas turn fake , tell everything they know | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| If i had a son [x4] | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| And I understand if you gotta sell crack man | |
| Cus this country aint fit for the black man System so scandalous | |
| Now in days misdemeanors get you Cali Dust | |
| Hold yo head up You my lil king | |
| Dont let nann motherffucker crush yo dreams | |
| Imma show you how to beat and break all odds | |
| Teach you how away from all mobs | |
| Imma teach you how to beat dem 48 Laws | |
| Blood in my eyes in the odd of all | |
| Teach you how to pray | |
| Read yo bible, dont play | |
| Read yo Psalms everyday | |
| And dont chase no chick, no broad | |
| Always wear a rubber never run up in dem raw | |
| I know you aint here wit me now today but if I had you son this is wat I'd say | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse 3:] | |
| Rule #1: Always stay true | |
| Rule #2: Respect who respect you | |
| Rule #3: Pray for a sign | |
| Rule #4: God is the only one that comes before yo momma | |
| Rule #5: Always ride wit yo five | |
| Rule #6: Neva call a girl a bitch | |
| Rule #7: Dont result in tellin, cus all rats get buried by da dozens | |
| Rule #8: Respect yo weight, neva put more den a 7 in a 28 | |
| Rule #9: Keep a miltary mind | |
| Dont slip make sure you always got an extra clip | |
| Rule #10:Watch who you call yo friends | |
| You gon see who yo friends when you need some mends. | |
| I know you aint here wit me now today but if I had you son this is wat I'd say | |
| [Chorus] | |
| If i had a son [x4] |
| zuo qu : JackiO | |
| Sometimes, I be thinkin bout if I had a son into this world how it would be for him seeing the way it is out here. Its crazy | |
| Verse 1: | |
| If I had a son this is what I' d tell em | |
| Stay on yo grind young nigga dont settle | |
| Be a man, stand tall on yo feet | |
| Dont depend on nann motherfucker to eat | |
| See momma gonna show you how to always have a hustle | |
| Da streetz dont give it we gon get it on da muscle | |
| You my son, Lil nigga pay attention | |
| Neva be the talker baby always just listen | |
| Niggas gon reveal the hand | |
| Its up to you to be the smarter man | |
| Play chess, not checkers checkmate their ass | |
| Keep the mind of a warrior | |
| Dot let these niggas have you in the coroner | |
| In this world you gon see alot of pain | |
| A whole lot of evil that I really cant explain | |
| People gon change friends turn foes | |
| Niggas turn fake , tell everything they know | |
| Chorus: | |
| If i had a son x4 | |
| Verse 2: | |
| And I understand if you gotta sell crack man | |
| Cus this country aint fit for the black man System so scandalous | |
| Now in days misdemeanors get you Cali Dust | |
| Hold yo head up You my lil king | |
| Dont let nann motherffucker crush yo dreams | |
| Imma show you how to beat and break all odds | |
| Teach you how away from all mobs | |
| Imma teach you how to beat dem 48 Laws | |
| Blood in my eyes in the odd of all | |
| Teach you how to pray | |
| Read yo bible, dont play | |
| Read yo Psalms everyday | |
| And dont chase no chick, no broad | |
| Always wear a rubber never run up in dem raw | |
| I know you aint here wit me now today but if I had you son this is wat I' d say | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Rule 1: Always stay true | |
| Rule 2: Respect who respect you | |
| Rule 3: Pray for a sign | |
| Rule 4: God is the only one that comes before yo momma | |
| Rule 5: Always ride wit yo five | |
| Rule 6: Neva call a girl a bitch | |
| Rule 7: Dont result in tellin, cus all rats get buried by da dozens | |
| Rule 8: Respect yo weight, neva put more den a 7 in a 28 | |
| Rule 9: Keep a miltary mind | |
| Dont slip make sure you always got an extra clip | |
| Rule 10: Watch who you call yo friends | |
| You gon see who yo friends when you need some mends. | |
| I know you aint here wit me now today but if I had you son this is wat I' d say | |
| Chorus | |
| If i had a son x4 |
| zuò qǔ : JackiO | |
| Sometimes, I be thinkin bout if I had a son into this world how it would be for him seeing the way it is out here. Its crazy | |
| Verse 1: | |
| If I had a son this is what I' d tell em | |
| Stay on yo grind young nigga dont settle | |
| Be a man, stand tall on yo feet | |
| Dont depend on nann motherfucker to eat | |
| See momma gonna show you how to always have a hustle | |
| Da streetz dont give it we gon get it on da muscle | |
| You my son, Lil nigga pay attention | |
| Neva be the talker baby always just listen | |
| Niggas gon reveal the hand | |
| Its up to you to be the smarter man | |
| Play chess, not checkers checkmate their ass | |
| Keep the mind of a warrior | |
| Dot let these niggas have you in the coroner | |
| In this world you gon see alot of pain | |
| A whole lot of evil that I really cant explain | |
| People gon change friends turn foes | |
| Niggas turn fake , tell everything they know | |
| Chorus: | |
| If i had a son x4 | |
| Verse 2: | |
| And I understand if you gotta sell crack man | |
| Cus this country aint fit for the black man System so scandalous | |
| Now in days misdemeanors get you Cali Dust | |
| Hold yo head up You my lil king | |
| Dont let nann motherffucker crush yo dreams | |
| Imma show you how to beat and break all odds | |
| Teach you how away from all mobs | |
| Imma teach you how to beat dem 48 Laws | |
| Blood in my eyes in the odd of all | |
| Teach you how to pray | |
| Read yo bible, dont play | |
| Read yo Psalms everyday | |
| And dont chase no chick, no broad | |
| Always wear a rubber never run up in dem raw | |
| I know you aint here wit me now today but if I had you son this is wat I' d say | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Rule 1: Always stay true | |
| Rule 2: Respect who respect you | |
| Rule 3: Pray for a sign | |
| Rule 4: God is the only one that comes before yo momma | |
| Rule 5: Always ride wit yo five | |
| Rule 6: Neva call a girl a bitch | |
| Rule 7: Dont result in tellin, cus all rats get buried by da dozens | |
| Rule 8: Respect yo weight, neva put more den a 7 in a 28 | |
| Rule 9: Keep a miltary mind | |
| Dont slip make sure you always got an extra clip | |
| Rule 10: Watch who you call yo friends | |
| You gon see who yo friends when you need some mends. | |
| I know you aint here wit me now today but if I had you son this is wat I' d say | |
| Chorus | |
| If i had a son x4 |
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