Luyện nghe bài hát U Ain't Gotta Like Me

I'm sick and tired, yeah
I'm gettin' sick and
sick and tired, homie

If I had a right now, it would be on E
Sometimes I feel than TLC
your hands motherfucker if you feel like me
Live me and you know what's real like me
Spit for the cats who ain't got and humble too
But damn, I'm sick and humble too
It ain't over, it just feel it crumble boo
Now you, shit I wanna rumble too

Now if you're sick and tired, say it quick, say it
If you're sick and tired, say it now, say it
Finally got the to poppin', ain't afraid of coppin'
Every reppin' St. Louis and stoppin'
I'm sick and of this lame brain shit
Kwon gettin' money, nah gettin' fits
Say whatever you say, how you say about me
How can crowd be sick and tired without me?

You ain't like me
I ain't like you
And I ain't like you
You ain't gotta me
And you ain't gotta me
I ain't like you
First time fuck me
Then nigga it's you

You gotta like me
I gotta like you
And I ain't like you
You gotta like me
And you ain't like me
I ain't gotta you
First time it's me
Then nigga it's you

I've been bamboozled, too many for fuckin' losin'
I'm sick and I'm sick and tired of you dudes
Keep a deuce tucked in the roof
Fuck a stash in the car, I got in the car
Look at ass they chick, I got ass in jar
I'm tired of these hoes to tell Kwon to go and rob
I'm a gangsta motherfucker, who you are
I you Kwon to drink it then piss on the bar

I give a damn and you niggaz know it
you pussy and when you pussy, J-Kwon gon' show it
Guns I hold it, and you don't want to get to
One of the trigger, err body limpin'
I'm from a block, err body Crippin'
Err body sniffin' and err pimpin'
J-Kwon and Track Boyz, is the take off
And dude, I'm sick and tired until this shit off

You gotta like me
I ain't like you
And I ain't gotta you
You ain't like me
And you ain't like me
I ain't gotta you
time it's fuck me
Then it's fuck you

You ain't like me
I gotta like you
And I gotta like you
You ain't like me
And you gotta like me
I gotta like you
First time fuck me
Then it's fuck you

I'm hot like Jay-Z
(Yah' mean?)
How's that? I clap
(Yah' mean?)
It
(Yah' mean?)

(Hella green)
Man you they clap
(Yah' mean?)
Keep a stash in the dash, put out I'm
Bought or stolen, I'm like Hulk, Hogan
Cardboard niggaz they too often to start,
Don't get mad at me a chick jaw, swollen
'Cause I keep gettin'
(Yeah)

I'm like Maxa million, I'll you smack yourself with ya dick beaters
click's sweeter, you don't have the time niggaz
On the block, he don't never wanna battle rhyme
Perceivin' me right huh? I shine like a light
Diamonds so bright, I light to the night club
Fuckin' wit Kwon, you must really like
I'm the Brad Pitt and this is the Fight Club

You ain't like me
I ain't gotta you
And I ain't like you
You ain't like me
And you ain't gotta me
I ain't like you
First it's fuck me
nigga it's fuck you

You gotta like me
I gotta like you
And I gotta like you
You gotta like me
And you ain't like me
I ain't gotta you
First time it's me
nigga it's fuck you

Ya under, ya dig I'm sayin'?
You see what I'm
I'm blessed right now, you know
J-Kwon nigga, I'm hot
I y'all I was gettin' hot
I'm wit my man Big B
Show off nigga
off