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Like Me
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Like Me was discovered most frequently at around 10 seconds into the song during the past week

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[Intro]
Uh
Uh
Uh, ah, ah
Uh, ah, ah
[Verse 1]
The streets cold, got my pistol at my arm first
This shit gets dangerous, shoot the stick till my arm hurts
Go ask my dogs about me, they know I'm beyond words
Too many flash from the blicky like it's a concert
[Chorus]
I know, you don't
She got love for a killer, what I see
I know he scared 'cause I got shooters
And half of they clique don't like me
[Verse 2]
We come through whoopin shit like Jackie Chan, bitch, not no Spike Lee
If this was back then like them days ago, this ho would Skype me
Like keep it real, 'cause you know me for jumping out of cars
The hair young and I got all black on, bitch, you know that I'm in charge
What you wanna do? You want jump out the car swing a shot, hit the nose
Come on, 'cause I got sticks in the car waiting to get to move
This ain't no Cinderella, knock one of your partners out his shoe
[Verse 3]
This bitch trying to test my brain like how my brain work
Just left this bitch like a dog, I'm real life tryna chain her
This lil' bitch for my dawg, but we still trying to train her
Left the little bitch alone, I real life could've stained her
[Chorus]
I know, you don't
She got love for a killer, what I see
I know he scared 'cause I got shooters
And half of they clique don't like me
I know, you don't
She got love for a killer, what I see
I know he scared 'cause I got shooters
And half of they clique don't like me
[Verse 4]
Cracked a dog across his head with the stick, so my cane work
Put the blick on back of his head to make sure that his brain work
Like we just left one on the side of the car, left him stained first
I'll kill my bitch before my brother, bitch, that's how the game work
And this shit get evil, bitch, don't try to see me when you run
I'm trying to delete them, you can't control this bitch when I dump
I hope I see them, real gangsters reside up in these slums
Yeah
[Chorus]
I know, you don't
She got love for a killer, what I see
I know he scared 'cause I got shooters
And half of they clique don't like me
I know, you don't
She got love for a killer, what I see
I know he scared 'cause I got shooters
And half of they clique don't like me
[Outro]
We left him stained
Come out and lose your brain
Yeah
Written by: Dameon Harrison, Lewis Collins, Jr.
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