J-Kwon - U Ain't Gotta Like Me Lyrics
"U Ain't Gotta Like Me"Im pretty sick and tiredIm getting sick and tiredVery sick and tiredHomie[Verse 1]If I had a coop right now, it’ll be on EFirst time I feel I ain’t pretty, gimme TLCRaise ya hand mutha *****a if ya feel like meLive like me and ya know dis real like meThers beef for da cats who aint got nuthinAnd humble tooBut damn *****ed up shit hada humble youIt ain’t ova it jus feel like it crumbled boomNow it diss you, said I wanna rumble tooNow if ya sick and tired say it quick say it proudIf ya sick and tired say it now say it loudFinally got the crowd poppin and crack *****ranGabbi represent’n St. Louis and ain’t stoppingI’m sick and tired of this lame brain shitKwon getting money, now Kwon getting fittyzSay whatever you say how you say its about meHow look at this crowd be sick and tired without me[Hook]You aint gotta like meI aint gotta like youAnd I aint gotta like youYou aint gotta meAnd You aint gotta like meI aint gotta like youFirst time its ***** MeThen nigga its ***** youYou aint gotta like meI aint gotta like youAnd I aint gotta like youYou aint gotta meAnd You aint gotta like meI aint gotta like youFirst time its ***** MeThen nigga its ***** you[Verse 2]I been bamboozled, too many times with *****en loodDawg Im sick and, I’m sick and tired of ya gurlzKeep it Deuce Deuce, HOO, tucked in a room***** her, stash in da car, I Got Haash in the carLooken as they chink I got ass in they jawIm tired of these hoes tryin to tell Kwon to go, Been RawIm a gangsta mutha *****a, ***** who you areI told you Kwon been drinkin, then piss on the barI don’t give a damn and you niggaz know it (know it)Im durty you ***** now where your *****, J-Kwon gon’ show itGunz im holding and you don’t wanna get ta trippinOne sqeez of the trigga, eerbody limpinIm from a block where eerbody crippinEerbody sniffin, and eerbody pimpinJ-Kwon and Trackboyz, this is tha take offAnd dude im sick and tired of takin shit, Take off[Hook][Verse 3]Im high (ya me)Sumthin like Jay ZHowz that cause I clap (ya me)Ya back (ya me)Strap (hella queen)Man ya know they clap? (ya me)Keep a stash in da dash for they all been rollinBought or stolen im hardly will they, huhp, holdingCmon boy niggaz they cool off in da start, coldingDon’t get mad at me cause that chick jaw, swollenCause I kick they haters yaaIm like max-a-millionI make ya smack yaself with ya dick, beatersYa click sweeter? you don’t have the time niggazOn the block ya don’t ever wanna battle rhyme niggazBut see a me right thurrI shine like a light burrnI look so bright I brought light to the night club*****en with Kwon, ya must really like starzIm the black brand pink and this is tha fight club[Hook]
