U Ain't Gotta Like Me
Big B, J-Kwon
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I'm pretty sick and tired I'm getting sick and tired Very sick and tired Homie [Verse 1] If I had a coop right now, it'll be on E First time I feel I ain't pretty, gimme TLC Raise ya hand mutha fucka if ya feel like me Live like me and ya know dis real like me Thers beef for da cats who ain't got nuthin' And humble too But damn fucked up shit hada humble you It ain't ova it jus feel like it crumbled boom Now it diss you, said I want to rumble too Now if ya sick and tired say it quick say it proud If ya sick and tired say it now say it loud Finally got the crowd poppin' and crack cockran' Gabbi represent'n St. Louis and ain't stoppin' I'm sick and tired of this lame brain shit Kwon getting money, now Kwon getting fittyz Say whatever you say how you say its about me How look at this crowd be sick and tired without me [Hook] You ain't gotta like me I ain't gotta like you And I ain't gotta like you You ain't gotta me And You ain't gotta like me I ain't gotta like you First time it's F*ck Me Then nigga it's f*ck you You ain't gotta like me I ain't gotta like you And I ain't gotta like you You ain't gotta me And You ain't gotta like me I ain't gotta like you First time it's F*ck Me Then nigga it's f*ck you [Verse 2] I been bamboozled, too many times with fuckin' lood Dawg I'm sick and, I'm sick and tired of ya gurlz Keep it Deuce Deuce, HOO, tucked in a room F*ck her, stash in da car, I Got Haash in the car Looken as they chink I got ass in they jaw I'm tired of these hoes tryin to tell Kwon to go, Been Raw I'm a gangsta mutha fucka, f*ck who you are I told you Kwon been drinkin, then piss on the bar I don't give a damn and you niggaz know it (know it) I'm durty you pussy now where your pussy, J-Kwon gon' show it Gunz I'm holding and you don't want to get ta trippin' One sqeez of the trigga, e'erbody limpin I'm from a block where e'erbody crippin' E'erbody sniffin', and e'erbody pimpin' J-Kwon and Trackboyz, this is tha take off And dude I'm sick and tired of takin' shit, Take off [Hook] [Verse 3] I'm high (ya me) Sumthin' like Jay Z Howz that cause I clap (ya me) Ya back (ya me) Strap (hella queen) Man ya know they clap? (ya me) Keep a stash in da dash for they all been rollin Bought or stolen I'm hardly will they, huhp, holding c'mon boy niggaz they cool off in da start, coldin' Don't get mad at me cause that chick jaw, swollen Cause I kick they haters yaa I'm like max-a-million I make ya smack yaself with ya dick, beaters Ya click sweeter? you don't have the time niggaz On the block ya don't ever want to battle rhyme niggaz But see a me right thurr I shine like a light burrn I look so bright I brought light to the night club fuckin'' with Kwon, ya must really like starz I'm the black brand pink and this is tha fight club [Hook]
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Written by: JERRELL C. JONES, JOE A. KENT, MARK WILLIAMS
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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