I Don't Like n*ggas lyrics

by

CashPaid Elway


[Hook:]
f*ck n*ggas I don't like n*ggas
All these f*cking straps out here why would I fight n*ggas
f*ck b*tches I don't trust b*tches
All theses hoes ain't sh*t n*gga I don't love b*tches
f*ck n*ggas I don't like n*ggas
All these f*cking straps out here why would I fight n*ggas
f*ck b*tches I don't trust b*tches
All theses hoes ain't sh*t n*gga I don't love b*tches

[Verse 1: CashPaid Elway]
Do I look like Rocky Balboa?
I ain't got time to throw jabs that sh*t over (no sir)
You can get your top popped like Coca-Cola (boom boom boom boom)
Pull it over my shoulder like Curry did Dellavedova (swish)
In other words you can get wet up
n*ggas speaking on me now I'm starting to get fed up (I swear)
I don't like you n*ggas I'm just giving yall the heads up (f*ck Yall)
The choppa lay him down and eat his body up like bed bugs
I'm running through these hoes like I'm Herschel (Walker!)
Get up in that pus*y I'ma beat it til It's purple (Black and Blue)
And now you f*ck n*ggas who be speaking on my circle
Know we poppin up on n*ggas like the State Farm Commerical (boom)
It's a little late for apologies (Swear to God)
Hope you n*ggas got a life insurance policy
Bronco boys, f*cking up the whole economy (27 Gang)
n*gga never play me, play the lottery (Powerball)

[Hook]
f*ck n*ggas I don't like n*ggas
All these f*cking straps out here why would I fight n*ggas
f*ck b*tches I don't trust b*tches
All theses hoes ain't sh*t n*gga I don't love b*tches
f*ck n*ggas I don't like n*ggas
All these f*cking straps out here why would I fight n*ggas
f*ck b*tches I don't trust b*tches
All theses hoes ain't sh*t n*gga I don't love b*tches

[Verse 2]
Speaking on me to a b*tch boy you so weak
Back in the day you'd get yo ass beat
In the street sweep knock a n*gga off his feet
Bullets got him dancing make him do the JuJu on the beat
Now they asking is all the gun necessary
For whoever got her name in their vocabulary
Cause we shooting at these rappers like my n*gga Jay
Told my baby momma and my b*tch that they gotta share me
Cartier frames gold chain hangin, b*tch I'm staying out the way
I don't be hangin
Feelin like ghost killas like Canin
I'm the mutherf*cking truth with that yappa hangin
Never been a hoe do yo research
My n*ggas don't talk we like to reach first
It ain't sh*t to put a n*gga on a T-Shirt
Me and bro did a homicide,call it teamwork

[Hook]
f*ck n*ggas I don't like n*ggas
All these f*cking straps out here why would I fight n*ggas
f*ck b*tches I don't trust b*tches
All theses hoes ain't sh*t n*gga I don't love b*tches
f*ck n*ggas I don't like n*ggas
All these f*cking straps out here why would I fight n*ggas
f*ck b*tches I don't trust b*tches
All theses hoes ain't sh*t n*gga I don't love b*tches

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