Текст и слова песни Lil Wayne – Not Like Me
[Paparue]
Original roughnecks, hear [laughing]
Check!
[Chorus 2x]
Nobody burn them blocks like-a we
Nobody bust them heads like-a we
Nobody could outshine we
Tha whole CMR, CMR family
[Lil Wayne]
Look, it s little rhymecholy
Legendary like ?bymolly?
17 ward superstar, feel me
I tell ya, shorty million dollar, nigga
Don t test, cause lil shorty is a rider, nigga
Got my click behind me.. every step of tha way
Hit your wards, with tha pump, with your chest and your face
I m a bloodhound... I ain t lyin , I m thugged out!
I m from uptown... and that ain t no Beverly Hills
You wan know what that be like? Well, curiousity kills
Send chills up my trigga finger, blast tha dummy
Specially if it s a drought, I got ta have tha money
Take tha hit, even if it s below tha average money
Got to make it through tha week, and feed my family uppy
I m just a lil thug, what
Belt-buckle fall down to my cuffs, what
And police don t even matter, they can suck what
Tha price right if I catch ya slippin , nigga, what what.. what
[Chorus]
Nobody burn them blocks like-a we (nawww)
Nobody bust them heads like-a we (hmmmm)
Nobody could outshin we
Tha whole CMR, CMR family ([Baby]What!) ([Pap.] For real!)
([Baby]What! What!)Nobody burn them blocks like-a we ([Pap.] nawww)
Nobody bust them heads like-a we ([Baby] Say it, say it) ([Pap.] hmmmm)
Nobody could outshine we
Tha whole CMR, CMR family (For real!!)
[Mannie Fresh]
Eeh, what, what
What, you got a (?), cause of tha threats that you sendin me?
Lil boy, I got so much money, I know who killed Kennedy
I hear you tellin people bout tha people you done
But look, everytime I brought me to ya, you all about fun
What made you bring a knife to a gun fight... now that s not right!
Why your bitch-ass even showed up tonight?
Nigga, we use ta kick it like Tai Bo
I don t know.. what made you go sideshow, turn jive whore
Kickin , trifling, dirty, and low
We use ta split chicken.. ride ta Texas and back
I drive tha rental car while you drive tha Cadillac
Shakin like a pair of hot dice
Doin 55, duckin feds, law enforcement, and police
Niggas turn like fake gold.. sell they soul
Treat cha like Chicago in tha winter: ice cold!
9-karat 44 s, and Calicos
Keep a clean nose
And tight Teflon bullet-proof clothes
[Chorus]
Nobody burn them blocks like-a we ([B.G.] What? What?)
Nobody bust (Stop!) them heads like-a we (What? What?)
Nobody could (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)
Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (What?) family (What?) ([Pap.] Uh-huhh!)
Nobody burn them blocks (Stop!) like-a we (Stop!) ([Pap.] nawww)
([B.G.] What? What?)
Nobody bust them heads (Stop!) like-a we (Stop!) ([Pap.] hmmmm)
([B.G.] What? What?)
Nobody could (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)
Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (Stop!) family (Stop!) ([Pap.] For real!!)
[Baby]
Nigga outta line, get smoked
I don t kidd, or joke
Fuckin with my B.G., off top I m goin broke
I don t play with these niggas
I get.. low down and dirty
And have niggas brains coverin tha ground
I m tha number-one stunter, you don t want my trouble
I ll have four niggas in your hood in my hummer
I m from back in tha game, but ain t a damn thing change
[B.G.]
Ya get a whole thing for ten, nigga, tha price tha same
[Baby]
My money long, but it don t run with tha airport
I just bought a Hotel Cash Money Resort
Hos love my grill, hos love my crib
[B.G.]
These hos just love tha way that.. Baby live
[Baby]
But I m a thug-ass nigga, arms full of some taps
Got a Cash Money Millionaires cross my back
You don t want funk with me.. I don t think you do, nigga
[B.G.]
We ll put ten-a-piece on your whole crew
[Baby]
What!
[Chorus 4x]
[fading out begins in 4th]
Original roughnecks, hear [laughing]
Check!
[Chorus 2x]
Nobody burn them blocks like-a we
Nobody bust them heads like-a we
Nobody could outshine we
Tha whole CMR, CMR family
[Lil Wayne]
Look, it s little rhymecholy
Legendary like ?bymolly?
17 ward superstar, feel me
I tell ya, shorty million dollar, nigga
Don t test, cause lil shorty is a rider, nigga
Got my click behind me.. every step of tha way
Hit your wards, with tha pump, with your chest and your face
I m a bloodhound... I ain t lyin , I m thugged out!
I m from uptown... and that ain t no Beverly Hills
You wan know what that be like? Well, curiousity kills
Send chills up my trigga finger, blast tha dummy
Specially if it s a drought, I got ta have tha money
Take tha hit, even if it s below tha average money
Got to make it through tha week, and feed my family uppy
I m just a lil thug, what
Belt-buckle fall down to my cuffs, what
And police don t even matter, they can suck what
Tha price right if I catch ya slippin , nigga, what what.. what
[Chorus]
Nobody burn them blocks like-a we (nawww)
Nobody bust them heads like-a we (hmmmm)
Nobody could outshin we
Tha whole CMR, CMR family ([Baby]What!) ([Pap.] For real!)
([Baby]What! What!)Nobody burn them blocks like-a we ([Pap.] nawww)
Nobody bust them heads like-a we ([Baby] Say it, say it) ([Pap.] hmmmm)
Nobody could outshine we
Tha whole CMR, CMR family (For real!!)
[Mannie Fresh]
Eeh, what, what
What, you got a (?), cause of tha threats that you sendin me?
Lil boy, I got so much money, I know who killed Kennedy
I hear you tellin people bout tha people you done
But look, everytime I brought me to ya, you all about fun
What made you bring a knife to a gun fight... now that s not right!
Why your bitch-ass even showed up tonight?
Nigga, we use ta kick it like Tai Bo
I don t know.. what made you go sideshow, turn jive whore
Kickin , trifling, dirty, and low
We use ta split chicken.. ride ta Texas and back
I drive tha rental car while you drive tha Cadillac
Shakin like a pair of hot dice
Doin 55, duckin feds, law enforcement, and police
Niggas turn like fake gold.. sell they soul
Treat cha like Chicago in tha winter: ice cold!
9-karat 44 s, and Calicos
Keep a clean nose
And tight Teflon bullet-proof clothes
[Chorus]
Nobody burn them blocks like-a we ([B.G.] What? What?)
Nobody bust (Stop!) them heads like-a we (What? What?)
Nobody could (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)
Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (What?) family (What?) ([Pap.] Uh-huhh!)
Nobody burn them blocks (Stop!) like-a we (Stop!) ([Pap.] nawww)
([B.G.] What? What?)
Nobody bust them heads (Stop!) like-a we (Stop!) ([Pap.] hmmmm)
([B.G.] What? What?)
Nobody could (Stop!) outshine (Stop!) we (What?)
Tha whole CMR (What?), CMR (Stop!) family (Stop!) ([Pap.] For real!!)
[Baby]
Nigga outta line, get smoked
I don t kidd, or joke
Fuckin with my B.G., off top I m goin broke
I don t play with these niggas
I get.. low down and dirty
And have niggas brains coverin tha ground
I m tha number-one stunter, you don t want my trouble
I ll have four niggas in your hood in my hummer
I m from back in tha game, but ain t a damn thing change
[B.G.]
Ya get a whole thing for ten, nigga, tha price tha same
[Baby]
My money long, but it don t run with tha airport
I just bought a Hotel Cash Money Resort
Hos love my grill, hos love my crib
[B.G.]
These hos just love tha way that.. Baby live
[Baby]
But I m a thug-ass nigga, arms full of some taps
Got a Cash Money Millionaires cross my back
You don t want funk with me.. I don t think you do, nigga
[B.G.]
We ll put ten-a-piece on your whole crew
[Baby]
What!
[Chorus 4x]
[fading out begins in 4th]
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