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lirik lagu u ain’t gotta like me – j-kwon

i’m gettin’ sick and tired, yeah
i’m gettin’ sick and tired
very sick and tired, homie

if i had a coupe right now, it would be on e
sometimes i feel unpretty than tlc
raise your hands motherf-cker if you feel like me
live like me and you know what’s real like me
spit for the cats who ain’t got none and humble too
but d-mn, f-ck i’m sick and humble too
it ain’t over, it just feel like it crumble boo
now since you, sh-t i wanna rumble too

now if you’re sick and tired, say it quick, say it proud
if you’re sick and tired, say it now, say it loud
finally got the crowd to poppin’, ain’t afraid of coppin’
every reppin’ st. louis and ain’t stoppin’
i’m sick and tired of this lame brain sh-t
kwon gettin’ money, nah kwon gettin’ fits
say whatever you say, how you say it’s about me
how can this crowd be sick and tired without me?

you ain’t gotta like me
i ain’t gotta like you
and i ain’t gotta like you
you ain’t gotta like me
and you ain’t gotta like me
i ain’t gotta like you
first time it’s f-ck me
then n-gg- it’s f-ck you

i’ve been bamboozled, too many times for f-ckin’ losin’
dogg i’m sick and i’m sick and tired of you dudes
keep a deuce deuce tucked in the roof
f-ck a stash in the car, i got hash in the car
look at -ss they chick, i got -ss in they jar
i’m tired of these hoes tryin’ to tell kwon to go and rob
i’m a gangsta motherf-cker, f-ck who you are
i told you kwon to drink it then p-ss on the bar

i don’t give a d-mn and you n-gg-z know it
dirty you p-ssy and when you p-ssy, j-kwon gon’ show it
guns i hold it, and you don’t want to get to trippin’
one squeeze of the trigger, err body limpin’
i’m from a block, where err body crippin’
err body sniffin’ and err body pimpin’
j-kwon and track boyz, this is the take off
and dude, i’m sick and tired until this sh-t take off

i’m hot summin’ like jay-z
(yah’ mean?)
how’s that? ’cause i clap
(yah’ mean?)
it back
(yah’ mean?)
strapped
(h-lla green)
man you know they clap
(yah’ mean?)
keep a stash in the dash, put out i’m rollin’
bought or stolen, i’m hollywood like hulk, hogan
cardboard n-gg-z they too often to start, foldin’
don’t get mad at me ’cause a chick jaw, swollen
’cause i keep gettin’ heaters
(yeah)

i’m like maxa million, i’ll make you smack yourself with ya d-ck beaters
you’re click’s sweeter, you don’t have the time n-gg-z
on the block, he don’t never wanna battle rhyme n-gg-z
perceivin’ me right huh? i shine like a light what?
diamonds so bright, i brought light to the night club
f-ckin’ wit kwon, you must really like slugs
i’m the black brad pitt and this is the fight club

ya under, ya dig what i’m sayin’?
you see what i’m sayin’?
i’m truly blessed right now, you know
j-kwon n-gg-, i’m hot n-gg-
i told y’all i was gettin’ hot
i’m wit my man big b n-gg-
it’s show off n-gg-
show off

- j kwon

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