Lil Scrappy - Never Be Nothing Like Me lyrics

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Lil Scrappy - Never Be Nothing Like Me lyrics

[Intro - Lil Scrappy] O-K-K-K BME O-K-K-K G's up, this yo boy Lil' Scrappy DJ Khaled, (Let Em' Kno) So get your G's up [Chorus - Lil Scrappy] You can be as f**in real as you want And hard as you will But you will never be nothin like me You can rock with the 12's in the trunk Get so drunk But you will never be nothin like me You can go and f** with a ho A pocket full of dough But you will never be nothin like me Yea yea you wanna act hard I can tell in your eyes you will never be nothin like me [Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy] Born, Devil riches son the second My daddy blessed me with a wonderful weapon Hoes see me and they keep on stepin So my momma took me to school taught me pimpin lessons Oh, I kno you ain't tryin ta call your people Cause I got people that'll sue your ego Sum of em in the club with a desert eagle U ain't gone win a fight unless you got it like we do Equal, naw n***a we ain't equal U said you pop cris they wouldn't believe u Look at the time it's way past your curfew I'm a back up cause I don't wanna hurt u Aw man these n***as throwin bottles on the stage I'm a still go out and rep the A If you take it outside I'm a get the cake Aye shorty I said get up out my face But anyways Ya'll n***as don't kno me, don't kno my name Jus kno me by my fortune and fame They want me to b humble shorty but I can't Don't get all mushy eyed shorty let me explain There's alot of mothaf**as out there that hate I might catch a case cause I gotta gun on my waist People out seein what kinda moves ya make Scrapper get the hell away from a n***a that's fake, aye [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Lil Scrappy] You say you hot but you ain't dat Your sh** weed, and my sh** crack (damn) If I rob you, I ain't givin that back If I steal your girl shorty jus call me the mack, (scrap) The Scrap Show her P-I-M-P If they hatin shorty then you need betta delivery I'm from the A-Town, Southeast, Zone 3 If ya touch me then you get your a** beat Some of ya'll lames ain't got enough on your track sheet To clap me you gone need a crowd to see me Look in the mirror I know you wanna be me Mad cause your girl on my dick like bologna Look dude, I don't want you nowhere near me I'm a real G n***a and that's clearly If ya come around I'm a knock ya silly If ya can't hear me then ya got to feel me (Yea) [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Homeboy] (What my name is?) H-O-M-E boy Through a microscope, you n***as can't see me-e boy If you jump inside my body could'ntbe me-e boy Bullets bust on sight so freely-e boy I'm a monster, evil, Chucky me Freddy Krueger b**h n***a I will do ya, with 9 millimeter ruger I'm hell on earth now that's what they told me Hotter than the flames in hell, so hell could'nt hold me No man control me Follow no one, I'm a leader I'm Homeboy, b**h I'm off the mothaf**in meter Right now or tomorrow I'm a see ya when I see ya co*k back and make me pop the lid off the Pringles C'mon, once I step outside of my zone Bullets fly jus like that star wars attack of the clones Listen up got some sh** that'll part your hair round here We from Georgia, it's the spot We some bears down here [Chorus]

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