Luyện nghe bài hát Not Like Me

Original roughnecks, hear
Check!

(Chorus 2x)
Nobody burn them like-a we
Nobody bust them like-a we
Nobody outshine we
Tha whole CMR, CMR

Wayne]
Look, little rhymecholy
Legendary Bob Marley
17 ward superstar, me
I tell ya, million dollar, nigga
Don't test, lil' shorty is a rider, nigga
Got my click behind me.. step of tha way
Hit your wards, with tha pump, with your chest and your
I'm a bloodhound... I lyin', I'm thugged out!
I'm uptown... and that ain't no Beverly Hills
You wan' know what that be Well, curiousity kills
Send chills up my trigga finger, blast tha
'Specially if it's a drought, I got ta have tha
Take tha hit, even if it's tha average money
Got to make it through tha week, and feed my family
I'm just a lil' thug,
Belt-buckle down to my cuffs, what
And police even matter, they can suck what
Tha price right if I catch ya slippin', nigga, what what..

(Chorus)
Nobody burn them like-a we (nawww)
Nobody bust them like-a we (hmmmm)
Nobody could we
Tha whole CMR, CMR ([Baby]What!) ([Pap.] For real!)

([Baby]What! What!)Nobody burn them blocks we ([Pap.] nawww)
Nobody bust them heads we ([Baby] Say it, say it) ([Pap.] hmmmm)
could outshine we
Tha whole CMR, CMR (For real!!)

[Mannie
Eeh, what,
What, you got a (?), 'cause of tha threats you sendin' me?
boy, I got so much money, I know who killed Kennedy
I you tellin' people 'bout tha people you done
But look, everytime I brought me to ya, you all fun
What made you a knife to a gun fight... now that's not right!
Why bitch-ass even showed up tonight?
Nigga, we use ta it like Tai Bo
I don't know.. made you go sideshow, turn jive whore
Kickin', trifling, dirty, and low
We use ta chicken.. ride ta Texas and back
I drive tha rental car while you drive tha
Shakin' a pair of hot dice
Doin' 55, duckin' feds, law enforcement, and
Niggas turn like gold.. sell they soul
Treat'cha like Chicago in tha ice cold!
44's, and Calicos
Keep a nose
And Teflon bullet-proof clothes

(Chorus)
Nobody burn blocks like-a we ([B.G.] What? What?)
Nobody bust (Stop!) them heads we (What? What?)
Nobody (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)
Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (What?) (What?) ([Pap.] Uh-huhh!)

Nobody burn them blocks (Stop!) we (Stop!) ([Pap.] nawww) ([B.G.]
What?)
Nobody bust them (Stop!) like-a we (Stop!) ([Pap.] hmmmm) ([B.G.]
What?)
Nobody (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)
Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (Stop!) (Stop!) ([Pap.] For real!!)

Nigga line, get smoked
I don't kidd, or
Fuckin' with my B.G., off top I'm broke
I don't play with niggas
I get.. low and dirty
And have niggas' coverin' tha ground
I'm tha stunter, you don't want my trouble
I'll have four niggas in hood in my hummer
I'm from back in tha game, but ain't a damn change

[B.G.]
Ya get a whole thing for ten, nigga, tha tha same

My money long, but it run with tha airport
I just bought a Hotel Cash Money
Hos love my grill, hos love my

[B.G.]
These hos just love tha way that.. live

But I'm a thug-ass nigga, arms full of taps
Got a Cash Money Millionaires my back
You don't want with me.. I don't think you do, nigga

[B.G.]
We'll put ten-a-piece on your whole

What!

(Chorus 4x)
{fading out in 4th}