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Nobody Likes Me

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 floorTo 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 callsNo 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 thatDun, 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 restAyyo, 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 runAyyo, 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 runAyyo, 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 itMy 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 soggyKeep 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 shitAfter 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 realerThat'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 runAyyo, 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 runAyyo, 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 ballsWith 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 meI'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 distanceFake 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 conventionThat'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 runAyyo, 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 runAyyo, 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 runAyyo, 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 runAyyo, 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 runAyyo, 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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