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lirik lagu i don’t like remix (drake diss) – chris brown

i don’t like remix (drake diss)
(feat. the game, kanye west, jadakiss, big sean)

[verse 1: the game]
dact off that g6, hit the club on that gsh*t
received a belt that’s a g b*tch and i’m bout to kill chief keef’s sh*t
just killed my n*gg* meek’s sh*t, then i killed my n*gg* french’s sh*t
got a french b*tch, no friendship but she giving my d*ck a french kiss
a f*ck n*gg*, that’s that sh*t i don’t like,
arm hanging out the window with that black ghost, with them chrome pipes
tell em n*gg*s this gon’ be a long night,
b*tches wanna chill we gon need some more ice
shout out to john wall, man that n*gg* nice
club leaning n*gg* we gon need some more sprite,
real n*gg*, these drake fans
f*ck charge, we gon take his stands, take his fans we gon shake hands
put a gap in your mouth, straight head
hunnit racks of these cargos, push the b*tton these cars go
six trays of that lago, six spades black cards hoe
i got the homies out in chicago, with the full clique with that bullsh*t
dang n*gg* that’s rose, with the caps on and mj’s
i got a thick b*tch with a thin waist, got a condo so we slim steak
got a rolex presidente, got black diamonds kunta kinte
hot p*rn like turkin’ em, hot weels we swervin’ em
next year we getting derron williams gonna do lebron like dirk and em’

[verse 2: chris brown]
a f*ck n*gg*, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
they throwin’ bottles i’m throwin’ models, just cause i give a b*tch long pipe
doing shows on soccer fields that’s dome right?
i be singing he be singing so its on fight
but hold up i didn’t give a n*gg* no green light,
this head up, my bread up, one on one, what you scared bruh?
matter fact, take care bruh you a p*ssy n*gg*, pay up
my n*gg* tunechi, yeah that n*gg* nice, shout out to nicki man that *ss tight
them eyebrows? man them sh*ts is yikes
ovo, you overdosed screamin’ yolo no i live twice ooops hahahaha

[hook: chief keef]
a f*ck n*gg*, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
a snitch n*gg*, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
a b*tch n*gg*, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
sneak disser, that’s that sh*t i don’t like

[verse 3: kanye west]
they smile in my face is what i don’t like
they steal your whole sound that’s a soundbite
the media crucify me like they did christ
they want to find me not breathin’ like they found mike
a girl’ll run her mouth only out of spite
but i never hit a woman never in my life
i was in too deep like mekhi phifer
in that p*ssy so deep i could have drowned twice
rose gold jesus piece with the brown ice
eatin’ good, vegetarian with the brown rice
girls kissin’ girls, cause it’s hot right?
but unless they use a strap-on then they not dyk*s
they ain’t about that life, they ain’t about that life
we hangin’ out that window it’s about to be a suge night
free bump j, real n*gg* for life
shoutout to derrick rose, man that n*gg* nice
shout out to l-e-p, j boogie right?
chief keef, king louis, this is chi, right?

[hook: chief keef]
a f*ck n*gg*, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
a snitch n*gg*, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
a b*tch n*gg*, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
sneak disser, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
don’t like, like, don’t like, like
a snitch n*gg*, that’s that sh*t i don’t like

[verse 4: chief keef]
fake gucci, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
smokin’ on this dope, higher than a kite
this b*tch gon’ love me now, she gon’ let me pipe
screaming sosa, that’s that n*gg* that i like
i don’t want relations, i just want one night
cause a thirsty b*tch, that’s the sh*t that i don’t like
i got tats up on my arm, cause this sh*t is life
and i spend on a bunch of clothes, cause i’m livin’ life
i come up on the scene, and i’m stealin’ light
b*tch i’m high off life, got me feelin’ right
b*tch i’m chief keef, f*ck who don’t like
and b*tch we gbe, we just gon’ cite


[verse 5: big sean]
we are not one and the same, n*gg* i’m f*ckin’ insane, f*ck is you sayin’?
yo *ss been doin’ the same, sh*t, not doin’ what you sayin’
dang, i told yo old b*tch she was f*ckin’ a lame, turn one ho to a train
blow, blang, my n*gg*s holdin’ that pain, i just hope you been praying
bang bang, ridin’ for my n*gg*s and that’s for life
high cl*ss i’m just surrounded by these low-lives
and i run this b*tch like it’s no lights
goin’ hard the whole night cause i ain’t goin’ back to my old life, i promise

[verse 6: jadakiss]
i done sold purple, i done sold white
running outta work, that’s that sh*t i don’t like
she never let me hit it, she gave me dome twice
she blowin’ up my phone, that’s that b*tch i don’t like
nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut
put the pressure on ‘em just when they think that i eased up
thirty for the cuban, ‘nother 30 for the jesus
believe in ourselves when n*body else believed us, suckers


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