Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Likes Me

Lines pop like of Mo, bonin' ya ho'
Leave 'em like a 20 a blow, fienin' to cop more
Rhymes like nails, spit 'em catch lock jaw
Cook shit, spit it up, sit it on the

To prevent lop side, I never the door
To never get shitted on don to put my faith in
Never let my information through my fore wall
They say I'm all to sick 'cause I my calls

No matter if I'm in the right, I'm a cause
Keep it stash while your get tossed
Niggas live by the law they die by the law
Then I live by the gat and I'm a die by

Dun, I used to be the tunnel now we regular
Son, it's strictly dom bitches never catch me rats
QB where I took my H we rep
Never the projects and y'all know the rest

Ayyo, nobody me everybody hates me
So I got to my gun
We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em clubs
Dun, if you ever me run

Ayyo, likes me everybody hates me
Do I got to my gun
We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into
Dun, if you ever me run

Ayyo, you ran, feeling numb in your hand
Felt something dripping looked down seen arm leaking
You get excited and start to
for you, ya had your track shoes on and blew it

My arch than a Doberman bark
Sober you up, challenge heart, see where its at
I caught on dude tried to shank me
Stupid fuck frankly I pulled out and his ass soggy

Keep rhyming on the Ragu can't to shake it
Ruger on the left of my hips for maintenance
I fix all your problems, it bitch
Use a maytag nigga and ya won't do

After you shot, you got all emotional mommy
in emergency throw the dease on me
Squeeller I thought you was a drug dealer killer
But at the end you it realer

why nobody likes me everybody hates me
So I got to my gun
We carry big ones, small ones, 'em into clubs
Dun, if you ever me run

Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody me
So I got to my gun
We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em clubs
Dun, if you catch me run

Ayyo, I leave a last impression when my shit scared
to hang with the elite but a nigga got bought
When it's time to mellow out stare straight stars
Then I sabotage your brain with last 8 balls

With ice grill making me laugh on your behalf
Have a nigga graph, I'm talking out of the ass
you like the ab getting bent off, credit from poppy
Nock down when I get like that, so start me

I'm putting holes in your like the pores in the party
And drank your [Incomprehensible] with
My gun dun step the place and make heads spin
Are shit, it go to Mobb keep your distance

fucks, keep coming out using infamous
I'll say it for the last time bitches
with your own shit or get stomped and shot
By Queens bridge at the next industry

That's why nobody me, everybody hates me
So I got to my gun
We carry big ones, small ones, 'em into clubs
Dun, if you catch me run

Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody me
So I got to my gun
We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em clubs
Dun, if you ever me run

Ayyo, nobody likes me hates me
Do I got to my gun
We carry big ones, small ones, 'em into clubs
Dun, if you ever me run

Ayyo, nobody likes me hates me
So I got to my gun
We big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs
Dun, if you catch me run

Ayyo, nobody me everybody hates me
So I got to my gun
We big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs
Dun, if you ever me run

Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody me
So I got to my gun
We big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs
Dun if you ever me run