Don't Like Lyrics - The Black Bar Mitzvah - Rick Ross

[Intro: Rick Ross] 

Yeah 

We came in Anguilla 

More money than you ever heard of 

Gotta master the art of living young nigga 

Ain't never think id get this much nigga 

Let man explain it to them 

Oh Lord please don't stop baby 

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] 

I seen a home boy die in cold blood 

Eyes rolled in his head weren't no love 

His mamma sold pussy that it was a fiend 

He from a place where niggas don't believe in dreams 

[Repeat] 

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Niggas snorting potty get your head right 

Get your dick sucked sitting at the red light 

Now you catching cases, talking home invasions 

How you get upon how the fuck you playing 

Can't be playing games on the home field 

Open up like a God on that dome peel 

We ain't had shit when we went to school 

Now it's flat screens up in every room 

Nigga do the math, got you full of crap 

Tub full of money, candy on the slat 

Teflove underneath my fresh tag 

Bellhobble walking out with 40 bags 

I can fuck a model for an autograph 

8 cars, still make her call a cab 

Photos 

Shout out to Def Jam 

Shout out to Waner Brothers 

Shout out to Dope boy, we all need each other 

I'm in Anguilla, I'm smoking killa 

We run the game, pussy boy go cry a river 

[Hook: Chief Keef] 

A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like 

Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like 

[Verse 2: Kanye West] 

(This Chicago, nigga!) 

They smile in my face is what I don't like 

They steal your whole sound, that's a soundbite 

The media crucify me like they did Christ 

They want to find me not breathing like they found Mike 

A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite 

But I never hit a woman never in my life 

I was in too deep like Mekhi Phifer 

In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice 

Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice 

Eating good, vegetarian with the brown rice 

Girls kissing girls, cause it's hot, right? 

But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes 

They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life 

We hanging out that window it's about to be a Suge night 

Free Bump J, real nigga for life 

Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man that nigga nice 

Shout out to L-E-P, Jay Boogie right? 

Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? right?! 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3: Chief Keef] 

(Young Chop on the beat) 

Fake Gucci, that's that shit I don't like 

Smoking on this dope, higher than a kite 

This bitch gon' love me now, she gon' let me pipe 

Screaming Sosa, that's that nigga that I like 

I don't want relations, I just want one night 

Cause a thirsty bitch, that's the shit that I don't like 

I got tats up on my arm, cause this shit is life 

And I stunt so much in clothes, cause I'm living life 

I come up on the scene, and I'm stealing light 

Bitch I'm high off life, got me feeling right 

Bitch I'm Chief Keef, fuck who don't like 

And bitch we GBE, we just go on sight 

[Hook] 

[Verse 4: JadaExplainkiss] 

I done sold purple, I done sold white 

Running outta work, that's that shit I don't like 

She never let me hit it, she gave me dome twice 

She blowing up my phone, that's that bitch I don't like 

Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut 

Put the pressure on 'em just when they think that I eased up 

Thirty for the Cuban, 'nother 30 for the Jesus 

Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckas 

[Hook]