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  • Nobody likes me
    Nobody likes me, but that's okay
    Cause I don't like y'all anyway
    Man, I don't like y'all anyway
    **** all y'all
    I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
    My gat talk for me, blow, what up, homie?
    Even ******* who don't know me, they wanna blow me
    Cause the **** I floss with is saying a lot for me
    I came in the rap humble, I don't give a **** now
    I'll serve anybody like ****** who hustle uptown
    Coke price go up, cats'll come down
    The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
    ****** who hustle for me they don't even stash tracks
    They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
    When I don't like a *****, I don't pretend to
    I'll have the paramedics wrap your ******* head like a Hindu
    Look, I ain't going nowhere so get used to me
    OG's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
    I'm that ***** that sold coke, the ***** that sold ****
    The ***** that shot dice, went broke and sold soap
    The thug that pop ****, the thug that pop clips
    The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
    ***** ain't in his right mind going against me
    My picture's painted the 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 ****** don't want no parts of me
    I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
    You gon' make me catch you on the late night
    Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
    I'm not a marksmen while sparking so I spray random
    Not a pretty *****, but my moms think I'm handsome
    I hate to hear "he say, she say" ****
    Unless he say she said she on my ****
    It's no coincidence, ****** who **** with me get shot up
    Do it Cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
    You soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
    I stay with the Mac cause ****** tried to blaze me once
    In the hood they be like "Damn, 50 really spit it on 'em"
    You heard that ****? "Yeah, 50 really ****ted on 'em"
    Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
    You're just a small player in this game, play your part, son
    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
    These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
    That's why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
    Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car, NASCAR
    Truck with a crash bar and TV's in the dash, pa
    See 'em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
    I catch stunts when I ain't trying
    I ain't lying, I sip Dom P til I spit up, keep my wrist lit up
    Get outta line, I get you hit up
    Now if you say my name in your rhyme you better 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
    Imma 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 playing, you get killed like that
    Acting like you all hard, you ain't built like that
    See me when you see me *****, what?
    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 ****** don't want no parts of me
    I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
    You gon' make me catch you on the late night
    Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
  • [00:11.60]Nobody likes me
    [00:16.72]Nobody likes me, but that's okay
    [00:20.56]Cause I don't like y'all anyway
    [00:21.94]Man, I don't like y'all anyway
    [00:24.59]**** all y'all
    [00:26.00]I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
    [00:28.52]My gat talk for me, blow, what up, homie?
    [00:31.76]Even ******* who don't know me, they wanna blow me
    [00:33.94]Cause the **** I floss with is saying a lot for me
    [00:36.63]I came in the rap humble, I don't give a **** now
    [00:39.60]I'll serve anybody like ****** who hustle uptown
    [00:41.17]Coke price go up, cats'll come down
    [00:44.40]The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
    [00:46.60]****** who hustle for me they don't even stash tracks
    [00:49.15]They keep it on 'em, right there in they ass crack
    [00:51.70]When I don't like a *****, I don't pretend to
    [00:54.80]I'll have the paramedics wrap your ******* head like a Hindu
    [00:56.87]Look, I ain't going nowhere so get used to me
    [00:59.50]OG's look at me and see I'm what they used to be
    [01:01.51]I'm that ***** that sold coke, the ***** that sold ****
    [01:04.39]The ***** that shot dice, went broke and sold soap
    [01:06.91]The thug that pop ****, the thug that pop clips
    [01:09.68]The thug that went from three and a half to a whole brick
    [01:12.16]***** ain't in his right mind going against me
    [01:14.65]My picture's painted the words that make a blind man see
    [01:17.81]Scream murder, I don't believe you
    [01:20.48]Murder, **** around and leave you
    [01:22.47]Murder, I don't believe you
    [01:24.97]Murder, murder your life's on the line
    [01:27.79]Y'all ****** don't want no parts of me
    [01:29.98]I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
    [01:32.47]You gon' make me catch you on the late night
    [01:34.30]Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six
    [01:37.63]I'm not a marksmen while sparking so I spray random
    [01:40.50]Not a pretty *****, but my moms think I'm handsome
    [01:42.77]I hate to hear "he say, she say" ****
    [01:45.28]Unless he say she said she on my ****
    [01:47.98]It's no coincidence, ****** who **** with me get shot up
    [01:50.82]Do it Cali style, drive by and tear ya block up
    [01:53.17]You soft, duke, you putting up a crazy front
    [01:55.37]I stay with the Mac cause ****** tried to blaze me once
    [01:58.10]In the hood they be like "Damn, 50 really spit it on 'em"
    [02:01.20]You heard that ****? "Yeah, 50 really ****ted on 'em"
    [02:03.40]Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
    [02:06.11]You're just a small player in this game, play your part, son
    [02:08.95]Scream murder, I don't believe you
    [02:11.40]Murder, **** around and leave you
    [02:13.73]Murder, I don't believe you
    [02:16.25]Murder, murder your life's on the line
    [02:19.00]These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
    [02:21.30]That's why they write about bricks and only dealt with dimes
    [02:23.82]Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car, NASCAR
    [02:27.80]Truck with a crash bar and TV's in the dash, pa
    [02:29.60]See 'em in the five with stock rims, I just laugh, pa
    [02:34.60]I catch stunts when I ain't trying
    [02:35.70]I ain't lying, I sip Dom P til I spit up, keep my wrist lit up
    [02:39.88]Get outta line, I get you hit up
    [02:41.35]Now if you say my name in your rhyme you better watch what you say
    [02:44.23]You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
    [02:46.94]Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars
    [02:49.68]50, umm... Jay-Z and Nas
    [02:52.20]Imma say this shit now and never again
    [02:54.63]We ain't buddies, we ain't partners, and we damn sure ain't friends
    [02:57.23]The games you playing, you get killed like that
    [02:59.73]Acting like you all hard, you ain't built like that
    [03:02.22]See me when you see me *****, what?
    [03:04.76]Scream murder, I don't believe you
    [03:07.45]Murder, **** around and leave you
    [03:10.11]Murder, I don't believe you
    [03:12.81]Murder, murder your life's on the line
    [03:15.35]Y'all ****** don't want no parts of me
    [03:17.58]I'm trying to figure out how y'all started me
    [03:19.92]You gon' make me catch you on the late night
    [03:22.15]Pop shots with the fifth and slide off in the six