Wanna be like him lyrics

Artist  : N.o.r.e. 
Song : Wanna be like him
 
[Intro]
N. -is for that nigga, who keeps banging....
banging
O. -is for outstanding everyday....... everyday
R. -is for ridiculous crazy....... so crazy
E. -is for extraordinary ways....... everyway
"rideout"

[Chorus]
They want to be like you, smoke like you, live
like you
But they can't fuck with, thug like him, dro like
him
If you forgot the name, and you been wondering
it's
N.O.R.E, N.O.R.E
They want to be like you, smoke like you, live
like you
But they can't fuck with, thug like him, dro like
him
If you forgot the name, and you been wondering
it's
N.O.R.E, N.O.R.E

[Verse 1]
Ayo these chicks love me, and even though I got
chubby
Mommy see me in the club want pop bubble
I'm like yo ma stop it, cause I'm a smirnoff
rocket
I'm loving my life, and never out of pocket
I fuck dogstyle chick, I'm thugged out and rich
I drink henny that's the same shit that i piss
And I don't care about a ice wrist, I got a ice
pick
Plus a ice chick, she suck ice dick
God favorite so the stay attracted
And you could fuck with the guard or get
subtracted
I'll have you hideout, like when thugged out
slide out
These niggaz listen like when swizz scream
rideout
N.O.R, twenties on rims on ill car
You could ask Def Jam they inherited a star
You see I take flicks, and we hit the knick
chicks
Bag twenties and sell them in the hood for Nick's

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
It's still bang bang, yeah mommy it's still the
samething
And you could feel on my jock, and see I'm all
cock
And we could chill on your block, why not
Niggaz love me anywhere, a hood I'm there
I told nigga last year, that I ain't care
You acting like the little nigga break yo, still
don't care
Whoa so if you with it, I can hit it and go
And call you from the hood later, after hugging
some doe
N.O I keep it all good, I smoke more wood
And as far as my chicks, I keep them all hood
One time jake chase me, I started to dip them
And when I ran by shortie, she started to trip'em
Damn shortie "what" we've been through a lot
together
I even had you on the block slinging rocks
together
It's not a stress day, so i'm hit the expressway
Meet you at your crib in a hour, with a dress
tray

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I'm from Q.U. double E.N.S
The first nigga selling crack with a black g.s
I like the lex, nigga so I copped the shit
And now it's summer time now, so I dropped the
shit
Whatever, you want beef, better get it together
Cause I can have niggaz follow you and blast your
leather
You see we thugged out, and got whips with dip
dishes
Go head and keep fronting, you could sleep with
the fishies
It go...