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]