not like us (song mashup) - kendrick lamar lyrics
[intro]
psst, i see dead people
(mustard on the beat, ho)
[kendrick lamar :verse 1]
ayy, mustard on the beat, ho
deebo any rap n*gga, he a free throw
man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, “breathe, bro”
nail a n*gga to the cross, he walk around like t**zo
what’s up with these jabroni*ass n*ggas tryna see compton?
the industry can hate me, f*ck ’em all and they mama
how many opps you really got? i mean, it’s too many options
i’m finna pass on this body, i’m john stockton
beat your ass and hide the bible if god watchin’
sometimes you gotta pop out and show n*ggas
certified boogeyman, i’m the one that up the score with ’em
walk him down, whole time, i know he got some ho in him
pole on him, extort sh*t, bully death row on him
say, drake, i hear you like ’em young
you better not ever go to cell block one
to any b*tch that talk to him and they in love
just make sure you hide your lil’ sister from him
they tell me chubbs the only one that get your hand*me*downs
and party at the party playin’ with his nose now
and baka got a weird case, why is he around?
certified lover boy? certified pedophiles
wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, dot, f*ck ’em up
wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, i’ma do my stuff
why you trollin’ like a b*tch? ain’t you tired?
tryna strike a chord and it’s probably a minor
[chief keef:verse 2]
h*ll naw honey (no)
i just bought a choppa, what it sound like? hmm gratata (gratata)
doggy did the b*tch, what it like? hmm pop up shop (bang, bang, bang)
playin’ 7up, p*ssy n*gga, sit down, cop a squat (huh, huh)
so many sticks (ayy), i’m feelin’ like professor dumbledore (dududuh)
ayy, one stick black, one chrome (chrome)
they had a disagreement (d*mn), i’m like d*mn! can we all get along? (huh)
woofin’ ’bout a dame, shootin’ up notre*dame (bang, ayy)
askin’ why the feds on you, n*gga, you be hot as h*ll on the phone, ayy
you be hot as h*ll loos than a b*tch and ya head ’bout big as f*ck
[chorus]
they not like us, they not like us, they not like us
they not like us, they not like us, they not like us
[kendrick lamar :verse 3]
you think the bay gon’ let you disrespect pac, n*gga?
i think that oakland show gon’ be your last stop, n*gga
did cole foui, i don’t know why you still pretendin’
what is the owl? bird n*ggas and bird b*tches, go
the audience not dumb
shape the stories how you want, hey, drake, they’re not slow
rabbit hole is still deep, i can go further, i promise
ain’t that somethin’? b*rad stands for b*tch and you malibu most wanted
ain’t no law, boy, you ball boy, fetch gatorade or somethin’
since 2009, i had this b*tch jumpin’
you n*ggas’ll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers
what ovo for? the “other v*g*n*l option”? p*ssy
n*gga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in compton
might write this for the doctorate, tell the pop star quit hidin’
f*ck a caption, want action, no accident
and i’m hands*on, he f*ck around, get polished
f*cked on wayne girl while he was in jail, that’s connivin’
then get his face tatted like a b*tch apologizin’
i’m glad deroz’ came home, y’all didn’t deserve him neither
from alondra down to central, n*gga better not speak on serena
and your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks
that name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch
i lean on you n*ggas like another line of wock’
yeah, it’s all eyes on me, and i’ma send it up to pac, ayy
put the wrong label on me, i’ma get ’em dropped, ayy
sweet chin music and i won’t pass the aux, ayy
how many stocks do i really have in stock? ayy
one, two, three, four, five, plus five, ayy
devil is a lie, he a 69 god, ayy
freaky*ass n*ggas need to stay they ass inside, ayy
roll they ass up like a fresh pack of ‘za, ayy
city is back up, it’s a must, we outside, ayy
[chief keef:verse 4]
you be hot as h*ll loos than a b*tch and ya head ’bout big as f*ck
(p*ssy)
but ya brain ’bout little as sh*t (i see you)
i was spittin’ that hot sh*t (what)
hit the toilet and couldn’t sh*t (what)
heard he be on that bully sh*t (ayy)
here’s something, it’s a bullet b*tch (huh)
trayvon black hoodie, b*tch
in new york, what’s goody, b*tch?
got the wood like woody b*tch
press the b*tton out of that sh*t fully, b*tch
monogram on my bucket hat (huh)
couldn’t even buy a skully b*tch (no)
say you paid bands for that ugly sh*t?
this ugly sh*t made you hug me b*tch (stupid)
get bread, stop actin’ crummy b*tch (huh)
tuck ya p*ssy up, not ya tummy b*tch (no)
brought sand to the beach, huntington
then hit the bank in cardigan (sos’ baby)
make america go hard again (what)
smokin’ tree houses back yardigan (gang)
she was suckin’ c*ck in the yard again (gang)
walk that b*tch through, the dog bark again (err, err)
walk that b*tch to the dog park again (ayy)
put that b*tch in the hall of fame (huh)
don’t play b*tch, we’ll start the game (true)
and i’m in the club yellin’ squad with gang (true)
been in pain but b*tch i hardly gained (true)
on my son, b*tch, not harley david (ayy)
b*tch, we all right but marty said it (huh)
boy, you in a spot, that’s hardly gated (what)
sh*t, i got it cause i hardly made it (ayy)
and i love you, you know i hardly say it (true)
she’s f*ckin’ on sight, hardly waited (huh)
you ain’t on sh*t if they hardly hatin’ (ayy)
said i love you b*tch, i’m hardly fakin’ (ayy)
he on k2, now, he harlem shakin’ (dududuh)
say you thirsty, i got water baby (dududuh)
if you thirsty, i got juice baby (wee)
and i plugged up like a juicer baby (ayy)
and i pull strangs no acoustic baby (wee)
grew out the ground like a tulip baby (ayy)
hit the clip no ruglar baby (huh)
shot my shot but i can’t hoop lil baby (sos’ baby)
shot a shot then hit you lil baby (ayy)
when she went down i was like “ooho baby” (gang gang gang)
girl, i’m plugged up like a steam pot baby (ooh)
came right back, rerock baby (ooh)
dog hoes chase green dots baby (err)
n*ggas heated, teapots baby (err)
and the top come all the way off
nah, it’s ain’t no tea top baby (no)
you ordered beef? pea*pod baby (ayy)
and i’m clean, tidepod baby (ayy)
yeah, i get green, string beans
bean sprouts not the same thing (huh)
when it come down my shorties (fff)
b*tch, we all in the same thing (beep)
all she wanna do is bang bang (bang)
i be just tryna maintain (gang)
he wasn’t ever tryna gang bang (ayy)
grew up, now his chain hang (ayy)
free sl!ck out the chain gang (sl!ck)
free d rose out the chain gang (rose)
free 22 out the chain gang (cdai)
if i gotta say it free the chain gang (gang)
me and tadoe with the same gang (tadoe)
me and ball with the same gang (ball)
if you 2*4*14 then b*tch we all with the same gang (on king david)
i ain’t never crossed the other side (ayy)
get you higher than upper class (bang bang)
i just flew the sp*ceship pass (ayy, yoon)
whole club like f*ck is that (what the f*ck?)
what the f*ck kinda truck was that? (bang)
spun it forward then spun it back (d*mn)
all they know is that sh*t crazy (ayy)
they don’t even know what it is (sh*t crazy as f*ck)
over there for the andale (ayy)
they thought it wasn’t you but it is (ayy)
chief so the martian (sos’ baby)
you already know what the f*ck it is (sosa)
too many motherf*ckin’ gifts (ayy)
don’t they say you get whatchu give (ffff)
don’t they say y’all whatchu eat
b*tch, i been eatin’ mills (ayy)
[chorus]
they not like us, they not like us, they not like us
they not like us, they not like us, they not like us
[kendrick lamar :verse 5]
once upon a time, all of us was in chains
homie still doubled down callin’ us some slaves
atlanta was the mecca, buildin’ railroads and trains
bear with me for a second, let me put y’all on game
the settlers was usin’ townfolk to make ’em richer
fast*forward, 2024, you got the same agenda
you run to atlanta when you need a check balance
let me break it down for you, this the real n*gga challenge
you called future when you didn’t see the club (ayy, what?)
lil baby helped you get your lingo up (what?)
21 gave you false street cred
thug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ayy, what?)
quavo said you can be from northside (what?)
2 chainz say you good, but he lied
you run to atlanta when you need a few dollars
no, you not a colleague, you a f*ckin’ colonizer
[chief keef:verse 6]
chase him in his dreams, meek mill’s (ayy)
p*ssy poppin’ on fake pills (huh)
was a pillhead but i don’t take pills (no)
i be in the living room makin’ pills (ayy)
heard he slipped that b*tch a naked pill (i see you)
this is gettin’ the b*tch naked will (i see you)
p*ssy dreamin’ about a record deal (ayy)
i can get ya lips vacuum sealed (p*ssy)
i can get your sh*t packed a little (bang)
i talk to animals, dolittle (huh)
and ace aventura in ’em (ayy)
lookin’ for the super stupid denim (bang bang)
swimmin’ in a swimmin’ pool of venom (true)
tony stark, how my shooters get ’em (true)
talkin’ m’s, had to move to get ’em (ayy)
he did went to jail and this uber sent him (fff beep)
pistol hot, gotta cool it down (beee)
should’ve shot your shooter down (huh huh huh)
redeye makin’ a lil whine sound, thought i had to cool it down (yoon)
i shot my shot and i hit, she gon’ shoot you down (ayy, ayy)
the hoes they wanna give me no play up in school, but they doin’ now
ayy, okay okay
rihanna, i used to wanna f*ck
her but she short as f*ck, ayy
the b*tch so short, i could hit while i’m pickin’ her up, ayy
soon as i got my first foreign truck, i went to go pick her up (i’m just reminiscing)
dammit (d*mn, ayy ayy), ridin’ a lemon, get that gremlin (skrt skrt skrt skrt)
poppin’ a 4 wheel without no helmet (vrr)
ridin’ where you ain’t, this ain’t helmut (vrr)
ridin’ with wilma, ridin’ with velma (skrt)
can’t stay at they house, they might got bed bugs (ayy)
b*tch had nothin’ to spark up then she got mad (ayy ayy)
i’m like “that ain’t cookies, who ain’t tell ya?” (huh)
who sold you that? come up grade to this grocery pack (ayy)
gross got me coughin’ so d*mn much (ayy), lookin’ like i’m tryna hold it back
gross got me coughin’ so godd*mn much, i’ma be in quarantine for 14 days
i don’t wanna go to mia right now, if i do i’m there for 40 days
you don’t want me to pull up with chopstick n*gga
chopstick same size as shorty k (skrt skrt)
first he made it seen like he was gang gang gang (dududuh) gang gang, now i heard shorty g*y
first i thought he was gang gang gang gang gang, now it’s ova (dududuh, skuduskuh)
first i thought he was gang gang gang gang gang, now it’s ova (skuduskuuh)
ayy
[bridge]
the family matter and the truth of the matter
it was god’s plan to show y’all the liar
mm
mm*mm
he a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm)
he a fan, he a fan, he a
freaky*ass n*gga, he a 69 god
freaky*ass n*gga, he a 69 god
hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
freaky*ass n*gga, he a 69 god
freaky*ass n*gga, he a 69 god
hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
let me hear you say, “ov*ho” (ov*ho)
say, “ov*ho” (ov*ho)
then step this way, step that way
then step this way, step that way
[outro]
are you my friend?
are we locked in?
then step this way, step that way
then step this way, step that way
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