Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Likes Me

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

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

No matter if I'm in the right, I'm a cause
Keep it stash while your guns get
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 now we regular express
Son, strictly dom bitches never catch me with rats
QB I took my first H we rep
leave the projects and y'all know the rest

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

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

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

My arch louder than a bark
you up, challenge your heart, see where its at
I caught this on tried to shank me
fuck frankly I pulled out and left his ass soggy

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

After you shot, you got all emotional with
Laying in throw the dease on me
I thought you was a drug dealer thug 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, sneak 'em into
Dun, if you ever me run

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

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

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

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

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

That's why likes me, everybody hates me
So I got to my gun
We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into
Dun, if you catch me run

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

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

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