"Like Me" as written by and Cory Adam Watson Blake Wallace Mcwhorter....
[INTRO]

n tha function mess be stuntin.
Some of these niggas like messy frontin.
Till mess come bak wit a Sp sumthin n put led in yer cheast n stomache. n if you got a vest its nothin. we got telephones. rubba band money that ti that steach long. tha west is bak niggas been getin slept on. sum niggas fell of sum niggas kept on but not me I'm gangsta gangsta on hip I got sumthin that's dangerous. n tha p coat I got a thang that's stainless hop out tha range n just ame at strangas. The boy boy don't get no betta. Only time you n tha hood is n that ecko sweata. lil dude got you thinkn you sumthin. second rounds on uh bitch I ain't payn 4 nothin.

[COURSE]
I wish god made mo nigga like me, ghetto ass niggas like me, it ain't no niggas like me. you ain't feel a nigga me, kuz imma hustla and erybody knows my name, they know my game they know I bang. ther still ain't no nigga like me, he ain't built a nigga like me.

fo gods sakes I got ways I smoke lots uh gonga maybe that's tha same reason my gowap is longer, gotta catch me in tha traffic I'm unda. probably in tha kitchen wit tha mix like hunt ya mama. So holla, I got tha LBX's just ta hold me off till tha LP presses I'm n tha swilver seats wit tha Alanta freaks n my swisha sweets where tha hell he get this? you know I pack them 2's boy, you will get touched like a catholic schoo boy.
Fuck all that otha shit messys dangerous, ill be moven 8 balls like I'm rackin pool boy. I'm on tha phone wit tha streets on tha otha line kuz tha block hot like leather seats in tha summa time, I shake FEDS, brake bread like duck n hine, dump 9's we been through this hunnit times.



[COURSE]
I wish god made mo nigga like me, ghetto ass niggas like me, it ain't no niggas like me. you ain't feel a nigga me, kuz imma hustla and erybody knows my name, they know my game they know I bang. ther still ain't no nigga like me, he ain't built a nigga like me.

you don't wana be weaponds, tha foefoe that's tha key weapond. open ya belly like be' section. I ain't see' stepin I get my be thang on n I ain't haten get ya see thang on. look niggas betta go back home befoe I pass tha fence. get ya head bust thinkin imma pastafist, we got 2' 23's wit n banna clips. wen tha tha hamma hits it will turn ya into banna split. Shit imma force to be reckin wit. Tha same one all tha whores be F'n wit. Click clack n course I be reppin it, pull up in that black thang like nigga tha president. Uhhh. you dudes think you hot, but I been in it foe a min n I think you not, The Boy Boy is back nigga. Coke n Crack nigga. K's and gas my goons will lay you flat nigga.


[COURSE]
I wish god made mo nigga like me, ghetto ass niggas like me, it ain't no niggas like me. you ain't feel a nigga me, kuz imma hustla and erybody knows my name, they know my game they know I bang. ther still ain't no nigga like me, he ain't built a nigga like me.



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"Like Me" as written by Erin Thompkins R.e.

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