U Not Like Me 50 Cent
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[Intro]
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on that's who you get, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your motherfucking clique, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (You a motherfucking snitch, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD
[Verse 1]
Niggas wanna shine like me (Me), rhyme like me (Me)
They don't walk around with a .9 like me (Me)
They don't want to do it three-to-nine like me
And ain't strong enough to take nine like me
Ayo, you think about shittin' on 50, save it
My songs belong in the Bible with King David's
I teach niggas sign language that ain't deaf, son
(*Click-clack*) You heard that? That mean run
Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stunt on, pa
Pull through, I throw a fucking cocktail at your car
From the last shootout I got a dimple on my face
It's nothing, I can go after Ma$e fan base
A shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doc to get it out
Hit my wisdom tooth, I (Huck-too) spit it out
I don't smile a lot 'cause ain't nothin' pretty
Got a purple heart for war and I ain't never left the city
Hoes be like "50, you so witty"
On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P. Diddy
You got fat while we starved, it's my turn
I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't learn, won't learn
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on that's who you get, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your motherfucking clique, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (You a motherfucking snitch, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD
[Verse 1]
Niggas wanna shine like me (Me), rhyme like me (Me)
They don't walk around with a .9 like me (Me)
They don't want to do it three-to-nine like me
And ain't strong enough to take nine like me
Ayo, you think about shittin' on 50, save it
My songs belong in the Bible with King David's
I teach niggas sign language that ain't deaf, son
(*Click-clack*) You heard that? That mean run
Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stunt on, pa
Pull through, I throw a fucking cocktail at your car
From the last shootout I got a dimple on my face
It's nothing, I can go after Ma$e fan base
A shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doc to get it out
Hit my wisdom tooth, I (Huck-too) spit it out
I don't smile a lot 'cause ain't nothin' pretty
Got a purple heart for war and I ain't never left the city
Hoes be like "50, you so witty"
On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P. Diddy
You got fat while we starved, it's my turn
I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't learn, won't learn
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