man, yeah Ain't nobody like me Tryin' to be hot like me y'all niggaz keep tryin' But you not like me Never, D-Brok tell 'em man Ain't nobody like me
Brockington] Ain't nobody like me [O-Dash] Tryin to be hot like me ya'll niggaz keep trying But you not like me [Darien Brockington] Ain't nobody like me
Traduction: Little Brother. Personne Like Me.
Cassidy] Ain't nobody gonna stop me now I'm gonna do everything I can And ain't nobody gonna stop my flow You gonna hear me from coast to coast But Somebody
m so big wheel In them little cars with those big wheels With a little box full of those big steels Pretty little chicks in those big heels For me it
me long enough to know that I don't play Take it like you want it but you got to keep the faith Gon' Don't let nobody take you down Just keep your
little concerned about me, it's like I'm standing on the edge of a high tower by kanie, Ya'll are rootin me to jump, nobody stoppin me, It's like a drug
to come and chill with me I ain't nothing but people, I'm just like you Nothing greater or nothing less, I'm just like you [Hook: Tanya Herron] We are
motherfucking test And I just can't rest, gotta keep a vest around my chest Seem like everybody wanna start a little plex Nigga but not me though, I'
tease me Yah, I'll be a new neighborhood dad Cats'll roll up on me like, "Trix my man!!" Ya see a policeman rolled up on me and told me, "Make my day
[Note:] Brother Marquis does all the verses [Shari Lewis] Come ... give us a little kiss ... let me make it better. [Dolemite] These rotten ass bitches
-that But who's tellin' the truth? It ain't like that I knew somethin' was wrong, I knew it all along But nobody told me what was goin' on So just STOP
mood Like bottles of champagne with gold-trim glasses A king-size waterbed to lay your ass in A video screen, of you and me So don't be camera-shy; I won't let nobody
can't find peace til my little ni**az on these streets get a piece I know you feel me cause you too near me not to hear me So why don't you help a ni**
Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot When you come around the block brothas clown a lot But please
fire from the niggaz in my younger days So many changed on me, so many tried to plot That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop? Til God return me
