Luyện nghe bài hát Not Like Me

Original roughnecks, hear
Check!

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

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

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

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

[Mannie
Eeh, what,
What, you got a (?), 'cause of tha that you sendin' me?
Lil' boy, I got so much money, I know who Kennedy
I hear you tellin' people 'bout tha you done
But look, everytime I brought me to ya, you all fun
What you bring a knife to a gun fight... now that's not right!
Why your bitch-ass even 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 chicken.. ride ta Texas and back
I drive tha rental car while you tha Cadillac
Shakin' like a of hot dice
55, duckin' feds, law enforcement, and police
Niggas turn like fake gold.. they soul
Treat'cha like Chicago in tha ice cold!
44's, and Calicos
Keep a clean
And tight bullet-proof clothes

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

Nobody burn them (Stop!) like-a we (Stop!) ([Pap.] nawww) ([B.G.]
What?)
Nobody bust heads (Stop!) like-a 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 don't kidd, or
Fuckin' with my B.G., off top I'm broke
I don't with these niggas
I get.. low and dirty
And niggas' brains coverin' 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 in tha game, but ain't a damn thing change

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

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

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

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

[B.G.]
We'll put ten-a-piece on your whole

What!

(Chorus 4x)
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