Thug Addict - Dont Call Me Lyrics

f/ Beelow



{Beelow Talking

Say bra, say bra



{Thug Addict

SHIT!



{Beelow

You know who you sound like man? Man hold up



{Thug Addict

AHH!



{Beelow

Mama, say Mama come listen to this nigga say bra,

you know who you sound like?



{Thug Addict

{Chorus

Don't call me, nigga don't call me nigga

don't call me no f*ckin' MYSTIKAL!

I'ma Thug Rider, I'ma on Fire, You don't wanna f*ck with me

I f*ck over every MC, I f*ck over every MC

Don't call me, nigga don't call me nigga don't call me no f*ckin' MYSTIKAL!



{Thug Addict

I'm the Jesse James in this Rap Game,

I come tighter then Black Suprems on a nigga head

I'm BAD!, the type of nigga f*ck with you Bad!

I f*ck over ya, DROWN ya with yo stupid ass!

I'm askin', why I decided to stay State Capital

Bad ass lil' rascal, I'm that nigga, bitch I'm that RAPPER!

Indosposeable, Uncontrollable, I run yo ass over

Like an motherf*ckin' BULL DOZER!

I told ya BOY, a soldier BOY!

I ain't no motherf*ckin' play toy

I'm that nigga, people be talkin' bout

Boy you WRONG! the coldest nigga that you ever hear

Play it on the track, like a fukin' Guitar

I make it jingle, and glingle, and wrap it up like a Wrath of Terror

I can throw it and blow it, high up in the AIR!

I'ma super duper, lil' trooper spit shit like a buger

Come through the speaker like Freddy Krueger

Die Bitch!, and do a lil' somethin' to ya

You know, I told you motherf*ckers from the GET GO!



{Chorus



{Beelow

Damn bra, you sound just like that nigga Mystikal man



{Thug Addict

Man, I don't sound like no motherf*ckin' Mystikal



{Beelow

I ain't lyin', say bra say that shit again



{Thug Addict

Man, I say what the f*ck I wanna say



{Beelow

Man, say that shit again, nigga sound just like Mystikal bra

Damn, don't he sound just like that nigga, let me get yo Autograph



{Thug Addict

I'm sick and tired of motherf*ckers lyin'

Talkin' bout I'm try'na sound like somebody

Try'na get down like somebody

I'm respected highly, lyrical violent

I'm that other nigga on the Mic, hollin'

Stylin', comin' through this motherf*cker straight up hirin'

Flossin' in the Bat Cave, like Batman and Robin!

Actin' like a man on FIRE!

F*ck with me nigga, better put a bullet in yo f*ckin' NOGGIN!

Chop, chop ya is my f*ckin' HOBBY!

They bout that BULLSHIT! I doubt IT!

They label me a black John Gotti!

Nigga, I'ma be cold when I'm 90!

Whoopin' highly, on the mic still crackin'

You ain't heard bout ME!

That mean, ya probably ain't f*ckin' worried bout ME!

So don't call me no other nigga call me THUG ADDICT!



Don't Call Me!

Don't Call Me!

No f*ckin' Mystikal!

{Till song finishes