Don't Like Me

Yeah! Baby you have no idea of the things going on in my mind [Hook] Let me tell you a couple things about me So many things I can still tell you about me So many motherfucking niggas wanna be just like me And the same motherfuckers I don't like don't like me [Verse 1] They got me twisting up my words like I'm sipping on that syrup My head keeps hurting because I'm constantly worrying about Shit that ain't even worth it ; Life's too short to be worrying about Shit you can't control so give it up to the lord And I've often been to church but I can't stay out of them clubs And I can't get back to the way I was because foes still talking about Suge And I need a little more love from the ones who are supposed to love me And the ones who are supposed to love me have a fucked up way of showing it [Hook] [Verse 2] Sitting on that 5% and low-key and everything I'm in I own it I roll it and I smoke it ; I might do a little something if I got some You ain't heard nothing ; You ain't want nothing All the shit around here had been stepped on I'm a raw dog, you are home grown; Your shit [?] my rear long Get back from me before I break your arm [?] bacteria and clean your palms I don't know ya'll and I don't owe ya'll a motherfucking thing Nigga, motherfuck ya'll Turn around {?] a pastor on me Yea, hold up bro, do this for me, shock that up, scoop that up Give me seven more tracks and turn up my vocals for me Shut your mouth. Hush your lip. Wanna be a pimp? [?] Suck a dick. Lick a clit. Razorblades - cut your wrists Swollen up, chest big, steroids, you know it is He said what? Say it again. She said what? Say it again Who you with? You with her? He with you? You with them? Oh well! Aw hell! Fired up! Ring the bell! Light a gun, [?] the shell, and my aim at [?] One shot to the head, motherfucker, and you know he's dead [Hook]