Luyện nghe bài hát U Ain't Gotta Like Me

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

If I had a Coupe right now, it be on E
Sometimes I feel unpretty TLC
Raise your hands if you feel like me
Live like me and you know real like me
Spit for the cats who ain't got none and too
But damn, fuck I'm and humble too
It ain't over, it just feel like it boo
Now since you, shit I wanna too

Now if sick and tired, say it quick, say it proud
If you're sick and tired, say it now, say it
Finally got the crowd to poppin', afraid of coppin'
Every reppin' St. and ain't stoppin'
I'm and tired of this lame brain shit
gettin' money, nah Kwon gettin' fits
Say you say, how you say it's about me
How can this crowd be sick and tired me?

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm hot summin' like
(Yah' mean?)
How's that? I clap
(Yah' mean?)
It
(Yah' mean?)

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

I'm like million, I'll make you smack yourself with ya dick beaters
You're click's sweeter, you have the time niggaz
On the block, he don't wanna battle rhyme niggaz
Perceivin' me right huh? I shine like a what?
Diamonds so bright, I brought to the night club
Fuckin' wit Kwon, you must like slugs
I'm the Brad Pitt and this is the Fight Club

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

You ain't gotta me
I ain't like you
And I ain't gotta you
You gotta like me
And you ain't gotta me
I ain't like you
time it's fuck me
Then nigga 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 told I was gettin' hot
I'm wit my man Big B
Show off nigga
off