| Song | Not Like Me - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Lil Wayne |
| Artist | Big Tymers |
| Album | Tha Block Is Hot |
| Original roughnecks, hear {laughing} | |
| Check! | |
| (chorus 2x) | |
| Nobody burn them blocks like-a we | |
| Nobody bust them heads like-a we | |
| Nobody could outshine we | |
| Tha whole cmr, cmr family | |
| [lil' wayne] | |
| Look, it's little rhymecholy | |
| Legendary like bob marley | |
| 17 ward superstar, feel me | |
| I tell ya, shorty million dollar, nigga | |
| Don't test, 'cause lil' shorty is a rider, nigga | |
| Got my click behind me.. every step of tha way | |
| Hit your wards, with tha pump, with your chest and your face | |
| I'm a bloodhound... i ain't lyin', i'm thugged out! | |
| I'm from uptown... and that ain't no beverly hills | |
| You wan' know what that be like? well, curiousity kills | |
| Send chills up my trigga finger, blast tha dummy | |
| 'specially if it's a drought, i got ta have tha money | |
| Take tha hit, even if it's below tha average money | |
| Got to make it through tha week, and feed my family uppy | |
| I'm just a lil' thug, what | |
| Belt-buckle fall down to my cuffs, what | |
| And police don't even matter, they can suck what | |
| Tha price right if i catch ya slippin', nigga, what what.. what | |
| (chorus) | |
| Nobody burn them blocks like-a we (nawww) | |
| Nobody bust them heads like-a we (hmmmm) | |
| Nobody could outshin we | |
| Tha whole cmr, cmr family ([baby]what!) ([pap.] for real!) | |
| ([baby]what! what!)nobody burn them blocks like-a we ([pap.] nawww) | |
| Nobody bust them heads like-a we ([baby] say it, say it) ([pap.] hmmmm) | |
| Nobody could outshine we | |
| Tha whole cmr, cmr family (for real!!) | |
| [mannie fresh] | |
| Eeh, what, what | |
| What, you got a (?), 'cause of tha threats that you sendin' me? | |
| Lil' boy, i got so much money, i know who killed kennedy | |
| I hear you tellin' people 'bout tha people you done | |
| But look, everytime i brought me to ya, you all about fun | |
| What made you bring a knife to a gun fight... now that's not right! | |
| Why your bitch-ass even showed up tonight? | |
| Nigga, we use ta kick it like tai bo | |
| I don't know.. what made you go sideshow, turn jive whore | |
| Kickin', trifling, dirty, and low | |
| We use ta split chicken.. ride ta texas and back | |
| I drive tha rental car while you drive tha cadillac | |
| Shakin' like a pair of hot dice | |
| Doin' 55, duckin' feds, law enforcement, and police | |
| Niggas turn like fake gold.. sell they soul | |
| Treat'cha like chicago in tha winter: ice cold! | |
| 9-karat 44's, and calicos | |
| Keep a clean nose | |
| And tight teflon bullet-proof clothes | |
| (chorus) | |
| Nobody burn them blocks like-a we ([b.g.] what? what?) | |
| Nobody bust (stop!) them heads like-a we (what? what?) | |
| Nobody could (stop!) outshine (stop!) we (what?) | |
| Tha whole cmr (what?), cmr (what?) family (what?) ([pap.] uh-huhh!) | |
| Nobody burn them blocks (stop!) like-a we (stop!) ([pap.] nawww) ([b.g.] | |
| What? what?) | |
| Nobody bust them heads (stop!) like-a we (stop!) ([pap.] hmmmm) ([b.g.] | |
| What? what?) | |
| Nobody could (stop!) outshine (stop!) we (what?) | |
| Tha whole cmr (what?), cmr (stop!) family (stop!) ([pap.] for real!!) | |
| [baby] | |
| Nigga outta line, get smoked | |
| I don't kidd, or joke | |
| Fuckin' with my b.g., off top i'm goin' broke | |
| I don't play with these niggas | |
| I get.. low down and dirty | |
| And have niggas' brains coverin' tha ground | |
| I'm tha number-one stunter, you don't want my trouble | |
| I'll have four niggas in your hood in my hummer | |
| I'm from back in tha game, but ain't a damn thing change | |
| [b.g.] | |
| Ya get a whole thing for ten, nigga, tha price tha same | |
| [baby] | |
| My money long, but it don't run with tha airport | |
| I just bought a hotel cash money resort | |
| Hos love my grill, hos love my crib | |
| [b.g.] | |
| These hos just love tha way that.. baby live | |
| [baby] | |
| But i'm a thug-ass nigga, arms full of some taps | |
| Got a cash money millionaires 'cross my back | |
| You don't want funk with me.. i don't think you do, nigga | |
| [b.g.] | |
| We'll put ten-a-piece on your whole crew | |
| [baby] | |
| What! | |
| (chorus 4x) | |
| {fading out begins in 4th} |
| Original roughnecks, hear laughing | |
| Check! | |
| chorus 2x | |
| Nobody burn them blocks likea we | |
| Nobody bust them heads likea we | |
| Nobody could outshine we | |
| Tha whole cmr, cmr family | |
| lil' wayne | |
| Look, it' s little rhymecholy | |
| Legendary like bob marley | |
| 17 ward superstar, feel me | |
| I tell ya, shorty million dollar, nigga | |
| Don' t test, ' cause lil' shorty is a rider, nigga | |
| Got my click behind me.. every step of tha way | |
| Hit your wards, with tha pump, with your chest and your face | |
| I' m a bloodhound... i ain' t lyin', i' m thugged out! | |
| I' m from uptown... and that ain' t no beverly hills | |
| You wan' know what that be like? well, curiousity kills | |
| Send chills up my trigga finger, blast tha dummy | |
| ' specially if it' s a drought, i got ta have tha money | |
| Take tha hit, even if it' s below tha average money | |
| Got to make it through tha week, and feed my family uppy | |
| I' m just a lil' thug, what | |
| Beltbuckle fall down to my cuffs, what | |
| And police don' t even matter, they can suck what | |
| Tha price right if i catch ya slippin', nigga, what what.. what | |
| chorus | |
| Nobody burn them blocks likea we nawww | |
| Nobody bust them heads likea we hmmmm | |
| Nobody could outshin we | |
| Tha whole cmr, cmr family baby what! pap. for real! | |
| baby what! what! nobody burn them blocks likea we pap. nawww | |
| Nobody bust them heads likea we baby say it, say it pap. hmmmm | |
| Nobody could outshine we | |
| Tha whole cmr, cmr family for real!! | |
| mannie fresh | |
| Eeh, what, what | |
| What, you got a ?, ' cause of tha threats that you sendin' me? | |
| Lil' boy, i got so much money, i know who killed kennedy | |
| I hear you tellin' people ' bout tha people you done | |
| But look, everytime i brought me to ya, you all about fun | |
| What made you bring a knife to a gun fight... now that' s not right! | |
| Why your bitchass even showed up tonight? | |
| Nigga, we use ta kick it like tai bo | |
| I don' t know.. what made you go sideshow, turn jive whore | |
| Kickin', trifling, dirty, and low | |
| We use ta split chicken.. ride ta texas and back | |
| I drive tha rental car while you drive tha cadillac | |
| Shakin' like a pair of hot dice | |
| Doin' 55, duckin' feds, law enforcement, and police | |
| Niggas turn like fake gold.. sell they soul | |
| Treat' cha like chicago in tha winter: ice cold! | |
| 9karat 44' s, and calicos | |
| Keep a clean nose | |
| And tight teflon bulletproof clothes | |
| chorus | |
| Nobody burn them blocks likea we b. g. what? what? | |
| Nobody bust stop! them heads likea we what? what? | |
| Nobody could stop! outshine stop! we what? | |
| Tha whole cmr what?, cmr what? family what? pap. uhhuhh! | |
| Nobody burn them blocks stop! likea we stop! pap. nawww b. g. | |
| What? what? | |
| Nobody bust them heads stop! likea we stop! pap. hmmmm b. g. | |
| What? what? | |
| Nobody could stop! outshine stop! we what? | |
| Tha whole cmr what?, cmr stop! family stop! pap. for real!! | |
| baby | |
| Nigga outta line, get smoked | |
| I don' t kidd, or joke | |
| Fuckin' with my b. g., off top i' m goin' broke | |
| I don' t play with these niggas | |
| I get.. low down and dirty | |
| And have niggas' brains coverin' tha ground | |
| I' m tha numberone stunter, you don' t want my trouble | |
| I' ll have four niggas in your hood in my hummer | |
| I' m from back in tha game, but ain' t a damn thing change | |
| b. g. | |
| Ya get a whole thing for ten, nigga, tha price tha same | |
| baby | |
| My money long, but it don' t run with tha airport | |
| I just bought a hotel cash money resort | |
| Hos love my grill, hos love my crib | |
| b. g. | |
| These hos just love tha way that.. baby live | |
| baby | |
| But i' m a thugass nigga, arms full of some taps | |
| Got a cash money millionaires ' cross my back | |
| You don' t want funk with me.. i don' t think you do, nigga | |
| b. g. | |
| We' ll put tenapiece on your whole crew | |
| baby | |
| What! | |
| chorus 4x | |
| fading out begins in 4th |