Luyện nghe bài hát Not Like Me

Original roughnecks, {laughing}
Check!

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

[Lil'
Look, little rhymecholy
like Bob Marley
17 superstar, feel me
I ya, shorty million dollar, nigga
Don't test, 'cause lil' 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 ain't lyin', I'm out!
I'm from uptown... and that ain't no Beverly
You wan' know what that be like? Well, curiousity
Send chills up my finger, blast tha dummy
'Specially if it's a drought, I got ta have tha
tha hit, even if it's below tha average money
Got to make it through tha week, and my family uppy
I'm just a lil' thug,
Belt-buckle fall to my cuffs, what
And police even matter, they can suck what
Tha price right if I catch ya slippin', nigga, what what..

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But I'm a thug-ass nigga, arms full of some
Got a Cash Millionaires 'cross 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}