I Don’t Like (Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1: The Game, Chris Brown]
Stepped off of that G6
Hit the club on that G shit
You see the belt, that's a G, bitch
And I'm 'bout to kill Chief Keef shit
Just killed my nigga Meek shit
Then I killed my nigga French shit
Got a French bitch, no friendship
And she givin' my dick a French kiss (Yeah)
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like
Arm hangin' out the window
Of that black Ghost with them chrome pipes (Woah-oh)
Tell them niggas it's gon' be a long night (Woah-oh)
Bitches wanna chill, we gon' need some more ice (Ayy)
Shout out to John Wall, man, that nigga nice (Ayy)
Club leanin', nigga, we gon' need some more Sprite (Woah-oh)
Real nigga in these Ray-Bans
Fuck the judge, we don't take stands (Woah-oh)
Tape Feds, we don't shake hands
Put a gap in your mouth, Strahan (Ayy)
Hundred racks in these cargos
Push the button, these cars go (Ayy)
Six cradle that 'Lago
Six spades, Black Card, ho (Woah-oh)
Got homies out in Chicago
With that full clip on that bullshit
Dang nigga, that's Rozay
Movin' packs on 'em in MJs
I got a thick bitch with a thin waist (Ayy)
Got a condo where somethin' slim stay
Got a Rolex Presidente (Ayy)
Got black diamonds, Kunta Kinte (Woah-oh)
Hot boy like Turk and them
Hot wheels, we swervin' them
Next year we gettin' Deron Williams
Gon' do LeBron like Dirk and them (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
A fuck nigga that's that shit I don't like
They throwin' bottles, I'm throwin' models
Just 'cause I give a bitch long pipe
Doin' shows on the soccer field, that's dome right
I be singin', he be singin', so it's on sight
But hol' up, I ain't give a nigga no green light
This head up, my bread up
One-on-one, what you scared, bruh?
Huh, matter fact take care, bruh, you a pussy nigga
My nigga Tunechi, yeah, that nigga nice
Shout out to Nicki, man, that ass tight
Them eyebrows, man, them shits is yikes
OVO, you overdose
Screamin' YOLO, no, I live twice
Hahahaha, sorry, hahaha

[Chorus: Chief Keef, Chris Brown]
Rah!
A fuck nigga (Hee), that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Haha, bang-bang)
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Haha, bang-bang)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like (Haha, this Chicago, nigga)

[Verse 3: Kanye West, Chris Brown]
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 (Woah-oh)
A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite (Woah-oh)
But I'd never hit a woman, never in my life (Ayy)
I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife' (Ayy)
In that pussy so deep, I could have drowned twice (Woah-oh)
Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice (Woah-oh)
Eatin' good, vegetarian with the brown rice (Ayy)
Girls kissin' girls, 'cause it's hot, right? (Ayy)
But unless they use a strap-on, then they not dykes (Woah-oh)
They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life (Woah-oh)
We hangin' out the window, it's about to be a Suge Knight (Ayy)
Free Bump J, real nigga for life (Ayy)
Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man, that nigga nice (Woah-oh)
Shoutout to L.E.P., Jay Boogie, right? (Woah-oh)
Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? Right!
[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)
Don't like (Don't like, don't like), don't like (Don't like, don't like)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang-bang)
(Young Chop on the beat)

[Verse 4: Chief Keef]
Fake Gucci, that's that shit that I don't like (Nah, nah, nah)
Smokin' on this dope, higher than a kite (Ah)
This bitch gon' love me now, she gon' let me pipe (Yeah)
Screamin', "Sosa, that's that nigga that I like" (Sosa)
I don't want relations, I just want one night (One night, nah, nah)
‘Cause a thirsty bitch, that's the shit that I don't like (Nah)
I got tats up on my arm ‘cause this shit is life (That's life, tatted)
And I stunt so much in clothes ‘cause I'm livin' life (Livin' life, Louis, Gucci)
I come up on the scene, and I'm stealin' light
Bitch, I'm high off life, got me feelin' right (300)
Bitch, I'm Chief Keef, fuck who don't like
An-An-And bitch, we GBE, we just go on sight (GBE, baby)

[Chorus: Chief Keef, Big Sean]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)
A bitch nigga (Chief Keef), that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang, Chi-Town, D-Town, yeah)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like (Boi)
[Verse 4: Big Sean]
Woah, we are not one and the same
Nigga, I'm fuckin' insane, fuck is you sayin'?
Yo' ass been doin' the same
Shit, not doin' what you sayin', dang
I told your old bitch she was fuckin' a lame
Turn one ho to a train
Blaow, blang, my niggas holdin' that pain
I just hope you been prayin', bang-bang
Ridin' for my niggas and that's for life
High-class, I'm just surrounded by these lowlives
And I run this bitch like it's no lights
Goin' hard the whole night 'cause I ain't goin' back to my old life
I promise

[Chorus: Chief Keef, Jadakiss]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang, hee!)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like (Bang-bang)

[Verse 5: Jadakiss]
I done sold purp' (Purple), I done sold white (White)
Runnin' out of work, that's that shit I don't like (Mm)
She never let me hit (Nah), she gave me dome twice (Haha)
She blowin' 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 thirty for the Jesus (Uh-huh)
Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckas!

[Chorus: 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

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Genius Annotation

When R&B singers attack
Breezy’s response to getting a bottle in the face in a New York nightclub.

For the rest of the lyrics (after Chris Brown’s verse), see Kanye’s “I Don’t Like”

Q&A

Find answers to frequently asked questions about the song and explore its deeper meaning

Has Chris collaborated with The Game before?
Genius Answer

Yes! “I Don’t Like (Remix)” marks the seventh collaboration between the duo following:

Has Chris collaborated with Chief Keef before?
Genius Answer

No, “I Don’t Like (Remix)” marks the first and only collaboration between the duo.

Has Chris collaborated with Kanye West before?
Genius Answer

Yes! “I Don’t Like (Remix)” marks the third collaboration between the duo following:

Has Chris collaborated with Big Sean before?
Has Chris collaborated with Jadakiss before?
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