If I Had a Son

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Jacki-O - Pop

If I Had a Son

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Sometimes I be thinking bout if I had brought a son into this world how would it 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 your grind young nigga don't settle Be a man, stand tall on your feet Don't depend on nann motherfucker to eat See mama gon show you how to always have a hustle The streets don't give it we gon get it on the muscle You my son Little nigga pay attention Never be the talker baby always just listen Niggas gon reveal they hand It's up to you to be the smarter man Play chess not checkers Checkmate they ass Keep the mind of a warrior Don't let these niggas have you in the coroner In this world you gon see a lot of pain Whole lot of evil that I really can't explain People gon change Friend turn foes Niggas turn snake Tell everything they know [Chorus:] If i had a son [x4] [Verse 2:] And I understand If you got to sell crack man Cause this country ain't fit for the Black man system So scandalous Now-a-days misdemeanors get you calendars But hold your head up You my little king Dont let nann motherfucker crush your dreams I could show you how to beat and break all odds Teach you how to stay away from all mobs Teach you how to read them 48 Laws Blood in my eyes and the Art of War Teach you how to pray Read your bible Don't play, read your Psalms everyday And dont chase no chick, no broad Always wear a rubber never run up in them raw I know you ain't here with me now today But if I had you son this is what I would say [Chorus] If i had a son [x4] [Verse 3:] Rule number one: Always stay true Rule number two: Respect who respect you Rule number three: Death before dishonor Four: God is the only one that come before your mama Rule number five: Always ride with ya fire Rule number six: Never call a girl a bitch Rule number seven: Don't result in telling Cause all rats get buried off in the desert Rule number eight: Respect your weight Never put more than a 7 on a 28 Rule number nine: Keep a militant mind Don't slip, make sure you always got an extra clip And rule number ten: Watch who you call your friends You gon see who your friends when you need some ends I know you ain't here wit me now today But if I had you son this is what I would say [Chorus] If i had a son [x4]

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