Luyện nghe bài hát Not Like Me

Original roughnecks, {laughing}
Check!

(Chorus 2x)
burn them blocks like-a we
Nobody bust them like-a we
could outshine we
Tha CMR, CMR family

[Lil'
Look, it's rhymecholy
Legendary like Bob
17 superstar, feel me
I tell ya, shorty million dollar,
Don't test, lil' shorty is a rider, nigga
Got my behind me.. every step of tha way
Hit your wards, with tha pump, your chest and your face
I'm a bloodhound... I ain't lyin', I'm out!
I'm uptown... and that ain't no Beverly Hills
You wan' know what that be like? Well, curiousity
Send chills up my finger, blast tha dummy
'Specially if it's a drought, I got ta tha money
Take tha hit, if it's below tha average money
Got to it through tha week, and feed my family uppy
I'm just a lil' thug,
Belt-buckle fall to my cuffs, what
And police don't even matter, they can suck
Tha price if I catch ya slippin', nigga, what what.. what

(Chorus)
Nobody burn blocks like-a we (nawww)
Nobody bust them like-a we (hmmmm)
could outshin we
Tha CMR, CMR family ([Baby]What!) ([Pap.] For real!)

([Baby]What! What!)Nobody burn them blocks we ([Pap.] nawww)
Nobody bust them like-a we ([Baby] Say it, say it) ([Pap.] hmmmm)
Nobody could we
Tha whole CMR, CMR (For real!!)

Fresh]
Eeh, what,
What, you got a (?), 'cause of tha that you sendin' me?
Lil' boy, I got so much money, I know who killed
I hear you people 'bout tha people you done
But look, everytime I me to ya, you all about fun
What made you bring a to a gun fight... now that's not right!
Why your bitch-ass showed up tonight?
Nigga, we use ta it like Tai Bo
I don't know.. what you go sideshow, turn jive whore
Kickin', trifling, dirty, and low
We use ta split chicken.. ride ta and back
I drive tha rental car while you tha Cadillac
Shakin' like a of hot dice
Doin' 55, duckin' feds, law enforcement, and
Niggas turn like gold.. sell they soul
Treat'cha like in tha winter: ice cold!
9-karat 44's, and
a clean nose
And tight bullet-proof clothes

(Chorus)
Nobody them blocks like-a we ([B.G.] What? What?)
Nobody (Stop!) them heads like-a we (What? What?)
Nobody (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)
Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (What?) (What?) ([Pap.] Uh-huhh!)

Nobody burn blocks (Stop!) like-a we (Stop!) ([Pap.] nawww) ([B.G.]
What?)
Nobody bust them heads (Stop!) we (Stop!) ([Pap.] hmmmm) ([B.G.]
What?)
Nobody (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)
Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (Stop!) (Stop!) ([Pap.] For real!!)

Nigga line, get smoked
I kidd, or joke
with my B.G., off top I'm goin' broke
I don't play these niggas
I get.. low down and
And have niggas' brains tha ground
I'm tha stunter, you don't want my trouble
I'll four niggas in your hood in my hummer
I'm from back in tha game, but a damn thing change

[B.G.]
Ya get a thing for ten, nigga, tha price tha same

My money long, but it don't run with tha
I just bought a Hotel Money Resort
Hos my grill, hos love my crib

[B.G.]
These hos just love tha way that.. live

But I'm a thug-ass nigga, full of some taps
Got a Cash Money 'cross my back
You want funk with me.. I don't think you do, nigga

[B.G.]
put ten-a-piece on your whole crew

What!

(Chorus 4x)
{fading out in 4th}