Текст песни Ain't Like Us - Montana of 300 , Talley Of 300

Talley of 300

Haters lookin' funny, cuz they ain't like us
Heard they get a lil money, but they ain't like us
Niggas say they runnin', but they ain't like us
They ain't like us, no they ain't like us
Haters lookin' funny, cuz they ain't like us
Heard they get a lil money, but they ain't like us
Niggas say they runnin', but they ain't like us
They ain't like us, no they ain't like us

1: Talley of 300
I see you lookin' lil bitch
You wanna fuck niggas you with, yea
Fuck all yo feelings and shit
My niggas as real as it gets
From concrete jungles with apes and gorillas and shit
Bananas get pimped in this bitch
If you cost a beef, just know that it come with a box
I just don't deliver this shit
Papa John, box a nigga like a condom
X a nigga like a crossroads
I feel sorry for ya, Shakacon
If they heard you was the man
They gon hear somebody shot The Don
I can tell by lookin' in yo eyes
Me and you are nothin' like a kind
I will rap a niggas lies
Steal another niggas lines
You prolly never did a crime shit
You prolly never skipped a line
Ion give a fuck about ya money nigga
Or how many tolls on ya side
Ion give no fuck about who runnin' with ya
Any given move, you can die
From a likin, that's no for strikin'
You would but you psyching
Get money but hatin'
Ion know what yo type is
You sound like a dyke bitch
[?] you a scandal
[?] light yo top up like a candle
Boy yo whole team full of squares like a flannel
Get L'd like a channel

Chrous: Talley of 300

Haters lookin' funny, cuz they ain't like us
Heard they get a lil money, but they ain't like us
Niggas say they runnin', but they ain't like us
They ain't like us, no they ain't like us
Haters lookin' funny, cuz they ain't like us
Heard they get a lil money, but they ain't like us
Niggas say they runnin', but they ain't like us
They ain't like us, no they ain't like us

2: Montana of 300
You will get [?] that's a mismatch
When its beef, we ain't talkin' just click-clack
Put some bread on yo top put you dead in the box
When I serve you this Big Mac
Flyin' high they look up to us
We be saucin' hoes can't get enough us
We the truth if you fool, you can't run with us
We just winnin' ain't no one in front of us
We racked up better go get ya hustle up
Change yo mind if you thinkin' bout runnin' up
When I'm lifting this heat, and yo niggas retreat
Hope you quick on yo feet just like double dutch
They don't want shit but some [?]
They don't run shit but they mouth
And if they wanna talk about money
Bitch I got a different amount
A whole bunch of different accounts
Money comin' from every direction
Can't let the devil get no interceptions
I found my call and then started investing
Riskin' it all we was juggin, finessin
And plus I took every loss as a lesson
At the top with my squad it was destined
My life for Milly and fly like the Jetsons
Y'all dont compare at all
If you try, it ain't fair at all
You want smoke then I ain't missing you
Bitch I'm not Aaron Hall
Better fix yo face up
[?] ain't talkin no make up
Mind ya business and go get ya cake up
Haters can watch and I shine like a Jacob

Talley of 300

Haters lookin' funny, cuz they ain't like us
Heard they get a lil money, but they ain't like us
Niggas say they runnin', but they ain't like us
They ain't like us, no they ain't like us