LYRICS
作词 : DUDLEY, TERENCE QUENTIN/JACKSON, CURTIS
Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me but that's okay
Cuz I don't like y'all anyway
And I don't like y'all anyway
**** all y'all
My watch talk for me my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me
BLAT Wutup homie
For niggas who don't know me
They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for m
I came into rap humble I don't give a **** no
Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptow
Coke price go up cats is come down
The D's run in my crib I'm nowhere to be found
The niggas who hustle for me they dont even stash track
They keep it on em right there in they ass crack
When I don't like a nigga I don't pretend t
I'll have the paramedics wrap your nigga head like a Hind
Look I ain't goin nowhere so get used to me
OG's look at me and see what they used to be
I'm that nigga that sold coke the nigga that sold crac
The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So S
The thug they pop shit
The thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
Niggas ain't in his right mind goin against m
My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see
Scream murder (I don't believe you )
Murder (**** around and leave you
Murder (I don't believe you )
Murder murder (Your life's on the line )
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of m
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
Make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
I'm not a marksmen while spark issue I spray random
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsom
I hate to hear "He say She say" shit
Unless he say she say she on my d**k
It's no coincidence niggas who **** wit me get shot u
I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
You soft through be puttin up a crazy front
I stay wit the Mac cuz niggas tried to blaze me onc
In the hood they be like "Damn 50 really spitted on em"
You heard that shit " "Yeah 50 really shit on em
Beef you don't want none so don't start none
You just a small player in this game play a part son
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
Leave it to them and they say they got a fast car
Nascar truck wit a crash bar
And TV's in the dash pa
See em in the five wit stock rims I just laugh pa
I catch stunts when I ain't tryin
I ain't lyin I sit Don P til I split up
Keep my rent split up
Get outta line I get you hit up (Wooo )
Now if you say my name in your rhyme watch what you say
You get carried away you can get shot and carried away
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars:
50 umm Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
The games you playin you get killed like that
Actin like you all hard you ain't built like that
See me when you see me nigga on
(One)
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of m
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six