Текст, перевод и аккорды “Like Me”
- [Intro:] Eyyy... like me Come on G's up, get yo cheese up Y'all niggaz wanna be like me Ya know what it is man It's ya boy, lil scrap Don't nobody really know my struggle But they wanna be, where I'm at Well go through the pain, nigga Cuz only the Good Lord know Yup... [Chorus:] I think they wanna ride like me, (like me) Have a bitch on the passenger-side like me, (like me) Yeah I think they wanna shine like me, (like me) On t.v. with the fame like me, (like me) Yeah they wanna wear a chain like me, (like me) I think they Wanna be trained like me, (like me) Yeah they wanna have the game like me, (like me) But don't wanna go through pain like me, (like me) [Intro] Come on mayn A! Come on Let me explain something to y'all man [Verse 1:] I know you see me shining With the yellow diamond Don't think ya boy ain't been grinding I was with my momma And there was alotta drama We sold crack from the winter all through the summer Yeah we went through pain We was stacking change Paying the cost to live in the streets mayn Sold cocain just a little powder Sellin weed tryna make a couple of extra dollars The shit i been through a nigga should've been a scholar All night tryna sleep hearing pistols hollar, (damn) Now when "?" died You know a nigga cried Not having him around You know it hurt inside Gotta have shelter over my lil sister Momma wondering around cuz she a drugdealer I gotta give it to her cuz she a real nigga I kill any mofocker doing something to her Yup... [Chorus] [Verse 2:] They wanna be on stage, (right) They wanna get paid, (oooh) But they don't know the hurt, (hurt) And they can't feel my pain, (oooh) On stage gettin hit with a bottle Knocked out and I need to know if I'mma rap tommorow, (A!) In the hospital straight bruized up Got a cut from my lip and my thumbs up, (damn) It's kind of fucked up, (?) cuz I waz showin love, (love) I was givin' hugs, (hugs) Chillin' with the thugs, (oooh) Al I'm tryna do is show love to everybody God let me alive so I can (tell about it/ televise it), (amen) See I don't scream and shout it, but I go to church What ya know about puttin in that "?" (brown work) They throwin' up signs and they dyin' for it, (I'm crip and a blood) Niggaz taking lives goin' to jail payin' for it Ain't nothing left after death but heaven itself And if ya go to jail your seed will have no help [Chorus: till end]
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