Luyện nghe bài hát U Ain't Gotta Like Me

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

If I had a Coupe now, it would be on E
Sometimes I unpretty than TLC
your hands motherfucker if you feel like me
Live like me and you know what's like me
Spit for the who ain't got none and humble too
But damn, I'm sick and humble too
It over, it just feel like it crumble boo
Now you, shit I wanna rumble too

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

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

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

been bamboozled, too many times for fuckin' losin'
Dogg I'm sick and I'm sick and of you dudes
Keep a deuce deuce in the roof
Fuck a in the car, I got hash in the car
at ass they 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 you Kwon to drink it then piss on the bar

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

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

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

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

(Hella green)
Man you they clap
(Yah' mean?)
a stash in the dash, put out I'm rollin'
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 gettin' heaters
(Yeah)

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

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

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

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