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U Ain't Gotta Like Me Lyrics - Hood Hop - 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 motherfucker 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 damn, fuck I'm sick and humble too 

It ain't over, it just feel like it crumble boo 

Now since you, shit 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 shit 

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 fuck me 

Then nigga it's fuck you 

 

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 fuck me 

Then nigga it's fuck you 

 

I've been bamboozled, too many times for fuckin' losin' 

Dogg I'm sick and I'm sick and tired of you dudes 

Keep a deuce deuce tucked in the roof 

Fuck a stash in the car, I got hash in the car 

Look at ass they chick, I got ass in they jar 

I'm tired of these hoes tryin' to tell Kwon to go and rob 

I'm a gangsta motherfucker, fuck who you are 

I told you Kwon to drink it then piss on the bar 

 

I don't give a damn and you niggaz know it 

Dirty you pussy and when you pussy, 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 shit take off 

 

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 fuck me 

Then nigga it's fuck you 

 

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 fuck me 

Then nigga it's fuck you 

 

I'm hot summin' like Jay-Z 

(Yah' mean?) 

How's that? 'cause I clap 

(Yah' mean?) 

It back 

(Yah' mean?) 

Strapped 

(Hella 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 niggaz 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 dick beaters 

You're click's sweeter, you don't have the time niggaz 

On the block, he don't never wanna battle rhyme niggaz 

Perceivin' me right huh? I shine like a light what? 

Diamonds so bright, I brought light to the night club 

Fuckin' wit Kwon, you must really like slugs 

I'm the black Brad Pitt and this is the Fight Club 

 

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 fuck me 

Then nigga it's fuck you 

 

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 fuck me 

Then nigga it's fuck you 

 

Ya under, ya dig what I'm sayin'? 

You see what I'm sayin'? 

I'm truly blessed right now, you know 

J-Kwon nigga, I'm hot nigga 

I told y'all I was gettin' hot 

I'm wit my man Big B nigga 

It's Show off nigga 

Show off 

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Copyright: Atv Music Publishing Llc, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony

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