Bài hát Not Like Us Báo Lỗi

I see dead people

(mustard on the beat ho)

Ayy Mustard on the beat ho

Deebo any rap ** he's a free throw

Man down call an amberlamps

Tell him "Breathe bro"

Nail a ** to the cross

He walk around like Teezo

What's up with these jabroni-ass **s

Tryna see Compton

The industry can hate me

** 'em all and they mama

How many options you really got

I mean it's too many options

I'm finna pass on this body

I'm John Stockton

Beat your ass and hide the Bible

If God's watchin'

Sometimes you gotta pop out and show **s

Certified boogeyman

I'm the one that up the score with 'em

Walk him down whole time

I know he got some ho in him

Pole on him

Extort ** bully Death Row on him

Say Drake I hear you like 'em young

You'd better not ever go to cell block one

To any ** that talk to him

And they're in love

Just make sure

You hide your lil' sister from him

They tell me Chubbs the only one

That get your hand-me-downs

And Party at the party

Playin' with his nose now

And Baka got a weird case why is he around

Certified Lover Boy Certified pedophiles

Wop wop wop wop wop Dot ** 'em up

Wop wop wop wop wop i'ma do my stuff

Why you trollin' like a bitch ain't you tired

Tryna strike a chord and it's probably a minor

They not like us they not like us they not like us

They not like us they not like us they not like us

You think the Bay gon' let you

Disrespect Pac **

I think that Oakland show gon' be

Your last stop **

Did Cole foui

I don't know why you still pretendin'

What is the owl Bird **s and bird bitches go

The audience not dumb

Shape the stories how you want

Hey Drake they're not slow

Rabbit hole is still deep

I can go further I promise

Ain't that somethin' B-Rad stands for **

And you Malibu most wanted

Ain't no law boy

You ball boy fetch Gatorade or somethin'

Since 2009 I had this ** jumpin'

You **s'll get a wedgie

Be flipped over your boxers

What OVO for

The "Other ** Option" **

** better straighten

They posture got famous all up in Compton

Might write this for the doctorate

Tell the pop star "Quit hidin'"

** a caption want action no accident

And I'm hands-on

He ** around get polished

**ed on Wayne girl

While he was in jail that's connivin'

Then get his face tatted

Like a ** apologizin'

I'm glad deroz' came home

Y'all didn't deserve him neither

From Alondra down to Central

** better not speak on Serena

And your homeboy need subpoena

That predator moves in flocks

That name gotta be registered

And placed on neighborhood watch

I lean on you **s

Like another line of Wock'

Yeah it's all eyes on me

And i'ma send it up to Pac ayy

Put the wrong label on me

I'ma get 'em dropped ayy

Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux ayy

How many stocks do I really have in stock Ayy

One two three four five plus five ayy

Devil is a lie he a 69 God ayy

Freaky-ass **s need to stay their ass inside ayy

Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za ayy

City is back up it's a must we outside ayy

They not like us they not like us they not like us

They not like us they not like us they not like us

Once upon a time all of us was in chains

Homie still doubled down

Callin' us some slaves

Atlanta was the Mecca

Buildin' railroads and trains

Bear with me for a second

Let me put y'all on game

The settlers were usin' townfolk

To make 'em richer

Fast-forward 2024

You got the same agenda

You run to Atlanta

When you need a check balance

Let me break it down for you

This the real ** challenge

You called it future

When you didn't see the club (Ayy what)

Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up (What)

21 gave you false street cred

Thug made you feel like

You a slime in your head (Ayy what)

Quavo said you can be from Northside (What)

2 Chainz say you’re good but he lied

You run to Atlanta

When you need a few dollars

No you not a colleague

You a **in' colonizer

The family matters

And the truth of the matter

It was God's plan to show y'all the liar

Mm

Mm-mm

He a fan he a fan he a fan (Mm)

He a fan he a fan he a

Freaky-ass ** he a 69 God

Freaky-ass ** he a 69 God

Hey hey hey hey run for your life

Hey hey hey hey run for your life

Freaky-ass ** he a 69 God

Freaky-ass ** he a 69 God

Hey hey hey hey run for your life

Hey hey hey hey run for your life

Let me hear you say "OV-ho" (OV-ho)

Say "OV-ho" (OV-ho)

Then step this way step that way

Then step this way step that way

Are you my friend

Are we locked in

Then step this way step that way

Then step this way step that way