Don’t Like lyrics

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I seen a homeboy die in cold blood
Eyes rolled in his head wasn't no love
His momma sold pus*y daddy was a fiend
He from a place where n*ggas don't believe in dreams
n*ggas snorting powder (Maybach Music)
I seen a homeboy die in cold blood
Eyes rolled in his head, wasn't no love
His momma sold pus*y, daddy was a fiend
He from a place where n*ggas don't believe in dreams
n*ggas snorting powder, get your head right
Get your di*k sucked, sittin' at the red light
Now you catchin' cases
Talkin home invasions
How you get a bond
How the f*ck you playin'
Can't be playin games on the home field
Open up like a YAGHHHH, when that dome peel, YAGHHH
We didn't have sh*t when we went to school
Now it's flatscreens up in every room
n*gga do the math bucket full of crab
Tub full of money candy on the slab
Teflon underneath my fresh tag
Bal harbour walkin out with 40 bags
I could f*ck a model for an autograph
8 cars, still make her call a cab
Shoutout to Def Jam
Shoutout to Warner Brothers
Shoutout to Dope Boys
We all need each other
I’m in Anguilla, I’m smoking killer
We run the game, pus*y boy go cry a river
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A f*ck n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
A snitch n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
A b*tch n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
Sneak disser, that's that sh*t I don't like

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
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 breathin' like they found Mike
A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite
But I'd never hit a woman, never in my life
I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife'
In that pus*y so deep I could have drowned twice
Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice
Eatin' good: vegetarian with the brown rice
Girls kissin' 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 hangin' out that window: it's about to be a Suge night
Free Bump J, real n*gga for life
Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man, that n*gga nice
Shout out to L-E-P, Jay Boogie, right?
Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? Right?!
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A f*ck n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
A snitch n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
A b*tch n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
Sneak disser, that's that sh*t I don't like
Don't like, don't like
A snitch n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like

[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
Fake Gucci, that's that sh*t that I don't like
Smokin' on this dope, higher than a kite
This b*tch gon' love me now, she gon' let me pipe
Screamin', "Sosa, that's that n*gga that I like!"
I don't want relations, I just want one night
‘Cause a thirsty b*tch, that's the sh*t that I don't like
I got tats up on my arm ‘cause this sh*t is life
And I stunt so much in clothes ‘cause I'm livin' life
I come up on the scene, and I'm stealin' light
b*tch, I'm high off life, got me feelin' right
b*tch, I'm Chief Keef, f*ck who don't like!
And, bi-bi-b*tch, we GBE, we just go on sight

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A f*ck n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
A snitch n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
A b*tch n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
Sneak disser, that's that sh*t I don't like
[Verse 4: Jadakiss]
I done sold purple, I done sold white
Runnin' outta work, that's that sh*t I don't like
She never let me hit it, she gave me dome twice
She blowin' up my phone, that's that b*tch 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, another thirty for the Jesus
Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckas!

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A f*ck n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
A snitch n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
A b*tch n*gga, that's that sh*t I don't like
Sneak disser, that's that sh*t I don't like