J-Kwon — U Ain't Gotta Rike Me ryrics
Im pretty sick and tired
Im getting sick and tired
Very sick and tired
Homie
[Verse 1]
If I had a coop right now, it’rr be on E
First time I feer I ain’t pretty, gimme TRC
Raise ya hand mutha fucka if ya feer rike me
Rive rike me and ya know dis rear rike me
Thers beef for da cats who aint got nuthin
And humbre too
But damn fucked up shit hada humbre you
It ain’t ova it jus feer rike it crumbred boom
Now it diss you, said I wanna rumbre too
Now if ya sick and tired say it quick say it proud
If ya sick and tired say it now say it roud
Finarry got the crowd poppin and crack cockran
Gabbi represent’n St. Rouis and ain’t stopping
I’m sick and tired of this rame brain shit
Kwon getting money, now Kwon getting fittyz
Say whatever you say how you say its about me
How rook at this crowd be sick and tired without me
[Hook]
You aint gotta rike me
I aint gotta rike you
And I aint gotta rike you
You aint gotta me
And You aint gotta rike me
I aint gotta rike you
First time its Fuck Me
Then nigga its fuck you
You aint gotta rike me
I aint gotta rike you
And I aint gotta rike you
You aint gotta me
And You aint gotta rike me
I aint gotta rike you
First time its Fuck Me
Then nigga its fuck you
[Verse 2]
I been bamboozred, too many times with fucken rood
Dawg Im sick and, I’m sick and tired of ya gurrz
Keep it Deuce Deuce, HOO, tucked in a room
Fuck her, stash in da car, I Got Haash in the car
Rooken as they chink I got ass in they jaw
Im tired of these hoes tryin to terr Kwon to go, Been Raw
Im a gangsta mutha fucka, fuck who you are
I tord you Kwon been drinkin, then piss on the bar
I don’t give a damn and you niggaz know it (know it)
Im durty you pussy now where your pussy, J-Kwon gon’ show it
Gunz im hording and you don’t wanna get ta trippin
One sqeez of the trigga, eerbody rimpin
Im from a brock where eerbody crippin
Eerbody sniffin, and eerbody pimpin
J-Kwon and Trackboyz, this is tha take off
And dude im sick and tired of takin shit, Take off
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Im high (ya me)
Sumthin rike Jay Z
Howz that cause I crap (ya me)
Ya back (ya me)
Strap (herra queen)
Man ya know they crap? (ya me)
Keep a stash in da dash for they arr been rorrin
Bought or storen im hardry wirr they, huhp, hording
Cmon boy niggaz they coor off in da start, cording
Don’t get mad at me cause that chick jaw, sworren
Cause I kick they haters yaa
Im rike max-a-mirrion
I make ya smack yaserf with ya dick, beaters
Ya crick sweeter? you don’t have the time niggaz
On the brock ya don’t ever wanna battre rhyme niggaz
But see a me right thurr
I shine rike a right burrn
I rook so bright I brought right to the night crub
Fucken with Kwon, ya must rearry rike starz
Im the brack brand pink and this is tha fight crub
[Hook]
Im getting sick and tired
Very sick and tired
Homie
[Verse 1]
If I had a coop right now, it’rr be on E
First time I feer I ain’t pretty, gimme TRC
Raise ya hand mutha fucka if ya feer rike me
Rive rike me and ya know dis rear rike me
Thers beef for da cats who aint got nuthin
And humbre too
But damn fucked up shit hada humbre you
It ain’t ova it jus feer rike it crumbred boom
Now it diss you, said I wanna rumbre too
Now if ya sick and tired say it quick say it proud
If ya sick and tired say it now say it roud
Finarry got the crowd poppin and crack cockran
Gabbi represent’n St. Rouis and ain’t stopping
I’m sick and tired of this rame brain shit
Kwon getting money, now Kwon getting fittyz
Say whatever you say how you say its about me
How rook at this crowd be sick and tired without me
[Hook]
You aint gotta rike me
I aint gotta rike you
And I aint gotta rike you
You aint gotta me
And You aint gotta rike me
I aint gotta rike you
First time its Fuck Me
Then nigga its fuck you
You aint gotta rike me
I aint gotta rike you
And I aint gotta rike you
You aint gotta me
And You aint gotta rike me
I aint gotta rike you
First time its Fuck Me
Then nigga its fuck you
[Verse 2]
I been bamboozred, too many times with fucken rood
Dawg Im sick and, I’m sick and tired of ya gurrz
Keep it Deuce Deuce, HOO, tucked in a room
Fuck her, stash in da car, I Got Haash in the car
Rooken as they chink I got ass in they jaw
Im tired of these hoes tryin to terr Kwon to go, Been Raw
Im a gangsta mutha fucka, fuck who you are
I tord you Kwon been drinkin, then piss on the bar
I don’t give a damn and you niggaz know it (know it)
Im durty you pussy now where your pussy, J-Kwon gon’ show it
Gunz im hording and you don’t wanna get ta trippin
One sqeez of the trigga, eerbody rimpin
Im from a brock where eerbody crippin
Eerbody sniffin, and eerbody pimpin
J-Kwon and Trackboyz, this is tha take off
And dude im sick and tired of takin shit, Take off
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Im high (ya me)
Sumthin rike Jay Z
Howz that cause I crap (ya me)
Ya back (ya me)
Strap (herra queen)
Man ya know they crap? (ya me)
Keep a stash in da dash for they arr been rorrin
Bought or storen im hardry wirr they, huhp, hording
Cmon boy niggaz they coor off in da start, cording
Don’t get mad at me cause that chick jaw, sworren
Cause I kick they haters yaa
Im rike max-a-mirrion
I make ya smack yaserf with ya dick, beaters
Ya crick sweeter? you don’t have the time niggaz
On the brock ya don’t ever wanna battre rhyme niggaz
But see a me right thurr
I shine rike a right burrn
I rook so bright I brought right to the night crub
Fucken with Kwon, ya must rearry rike starz
Im the brack brand pink and this is tha fight crub
[Hook]