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Mobb Deep
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Nobody Likes Me
作詞:Albert Johnson, Kejuan Muchita
Lines pop like bottles of Mo, bonin' ya ho' Leave 'em open like a 20 a blow, fienin' to cop more Rhymes rusty like nails, spit 'em catch lock jaw Cook shit, spit it up, sit it on the floor
To prevent lop side, I never slam the door To never get shitted on don to put my faith in whores Never let my information leak through my fore wall They say I'm all to sick 'cause I screen my calls
No matter if I'm in the right, I'm a probable cause Keep it stash while your guns get tossed Niggas live by the law then they die by the law Then I live by the gat and I'm a die by that
Dun, I used to be the tunnel now we regular express Son, it's strictly dom bitches never catch me with rats QB where I took my first H we rep Never leave the projects and y'all know the rest
Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody hates me So I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun, if you ever catch me run
Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody hates me Do I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun, if you ever catch me run
Ayyo, you ran, started feeling numb in your hand Felt something dripping looked down seen your arm leaking You get excited and start to panic Lucky for you, ya had your track shoes on and blew it
My arch louder than a Doberman bark Sober you up, challenge your heart, see where its at I caught this on dude tried to shank me Stupid fuck frankly I pulled out and left his ass soggy
Keep rhyming on the Ragu can't seem to shake it Ruger on the left side of my hips for maintenance I fix all your problems, handle it bitch Use a maytag nigga and ya won't do shit
After you shot, you got all emotional with mommy Laying in emergency throw the dease on me Squeeller I thought you was a drug dealer thug killer But at the end you kept it realer
That's why nobody likes me everybody hates me So I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun, if you ever catch me run
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody hates me So I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun, if you ever catch me run
Ayyo, I leave a last impression when my shit gets scared Tying to hang with the elite but a nigga got bought When it's time to mellow out stare straight into stars Then I sabotage your brain with these last 8 balls
With your ice grill making me laugh on your behalf Have a nigga skin graph, I'm talking out of the ass Play you like the ab getting bent off, credit from poppy Nock niggas down when I get like that, so start me
I'm putting holes in your body like the pores in the party And drank your [Incomprehensible]with Bacardi My gun dun step aside the place and make heads spin Are shit, it go to Mobb nigga keep your distance
Fake fucks, keep coming out using infamous I'll say it for the last motherfuckin' time bitches Come with your own shit or get stomped and shot By Queens bridge at the next industry convention
That's why nobody likes me, everybody hates me So I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun, if you ever catch me run
Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody hates me So I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun, if you ever catch me run
Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody hates me Do I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun, if you ever catch me run
Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody hates me So I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun, if you ever catch me run
Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody hates me So I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun, if you ever catch me run
Ayyo, nobody likes me everybody hates me So I got to pack my gun We carry big ones, small ones, sneak 'em into clubs Dun if you ever catch me run
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