50 Cent - U Not Like Me (Album Version (Edited))

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 mothafuckin' clique, huh?
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD. You a mothafuckin' snitch, huh?
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD.

[Verse 1:]
Niggas wanna shine like me, rhyme like me,
Then walk around with a 9 like me,
They want to do it 3 to 9 like me,
And they ain't strong enough to take 9 like me.
Ayo, you think about shittin' on Fifty, save it,
My songs belong in the Bible with King David,
I teach niggas sign language, that ain't deaf, son,
Click-click, you heard that? That mean run.
Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stunt on, pa,
Pull through, I'll throw a fuckin' cocktail at ya car.
From the last shootout I got a dimple on my face,
It's nothing, I can go after Mase's fan base,
Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get it out,
Hit my wisdom tooth, huck-too, spit it out.
I don't smile a lot ‘cause ain't nothing pretty,
Got a Purple Heart for war and I ain't never left the city.
Hoes be like, "Fitty, you so witty",
On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P. Diddy,
You got fat while we starve, it's my turn,
I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't learn,
Won't learn.

[Chorus:]
If you get shot, and run to the cops, you not like me,
You ain't got no work on the block, you not like me,
It's hot, you ain't got no drop, you not like me,
Like me, dude, you not like me.

[Verse 2:]
Mama said everything that happened to us, was part of God's plan,
So at night when I talk to him I got my gun in my hand,
Don't think I'm crazy ‘cause I don't fear man,
‘Cause I fear when I kill a man, God won't understand.
I got a head full of evil thoughts, am I Satan?
I been could've killed these niggas, I'm still waitin'.
In the telly with two whores, Benz with two doors,
32 karats in the cross, no flaws,
You see me in the hood, I got at least two guns,
I carry the Glock, Tony carry my M1.
Hold me down, nigga, OGs tryna rock me,
D's waitin' for my response to lock me,
This is my hustle, nigga, don't knock me,
You need some shit with a banana clip to try and stop me,
I'm the one.

[Chorus:]
If you get shot, and run to the cops, you not like me,
You ain't got no work on the block, you not like me,
It's hot, you ain't got no drop, you not like me,
Like me, dude, you not like me.

[Verse 3:]
See, I done been to the pearly gates, they sent me back,
The good die young, I ain't eligible for that,
I shot niggas, I been shot, sold crack in the street,
My attitude is gangsta so I stand some beef,
You wanna get acquainted with me, you wanna know me,
From 3 point range with a Glock, I shoot better then Kobe.
See a nigga standin' next to me, he probably my co-D,
See a bitch getting' in my whip, she probably gon' blow me,
See the flow is like a .38, it's special y'all.
Country boy tell ya, I'm finna blow,
I'm more like a pimp than a trick, you know,
See, I'm in this for the paper, but I don't love the hoes,
Niggas broke in the hood, worried about mines,
Grown ass men wearin' starter piece shines,
You know them little pieces with the little stones.
Got little clientele fiends call your cell phones,
When the gossip starts, I'm always the topic,
You too old for that shit, dawg, won't you stop it?
Shorty, I been watchin' you watchin' me,
Now tell me what you like more, my watch or me?

[Chorus:]
If you get shot, and run to the cops, you not like me,
You ain't got no work on the block, you not like me,
It's hot, you ain't got no drop, you not like me,
Like me, dude, you not like me.

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