Luyện nghe bài hát Not Like Me

Original roughnecks, {laughing}
Check!

(Chorus 2x)
Nobody burn them blocks we
Nobody bust them heads we
Nobody outshine we
Tha CMR, CMR family

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

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

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

Fresh]
Eeh, what,
What, you got a (?), 'cause of tha that you sendin' me?
Lil' boy, I got so much money, I know who Kennedy
I hear you tellin' 'bout tha people you done
But look, I brought me to ya, you all about fun
made you bring a knife to a gun fight... now that's not right!
Why your bitch-ass even showed up
Nigga, we use ta kick it Tai Bo
I know.. what 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
like a pair of hot dice
Doin' 55, feds, law enforcement, and police
Niggas turn like fake gold.. they soul
Treat'cha like in tha winter: ice cold!
44's, and Calicos
Keep a clean
And tight bullet-proof clothes

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

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

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

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

My money long, but it don't run tha airport
I just bought a Hotel Cash Resort
Hos love my grill, hos my crib

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

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

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

What!

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