Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

How these niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and make records sound like me
But nobody this here quite like me
Now let me tell ya a something 'bout me

Pops tags, things to death like me
Who pulls whips out the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, on, it's on me
I it's my time, all eyes is on me

Man everybody wanna rhyme Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some shit to get name in the newspapers
Haters never pay dues
Always got they feet in shoes

Walk with me or ride old Bentley with the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with TV's that's hidden
I stay in menages various women
Huh, I'm kiddin', that's not how I'm livin'

The realest, the in the realest state
I got real in different states, go figure
'Cause I ain't "You'se a Gold Digger"
But bitch, you fuckin' with no broke niggaz

That's why I ride, you see I put you in the CLS
We on the phone your voice sound sex, yes
no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

How these niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and make records sound like me
But nobody does this here like me
Now let me tell ya a little 'bout me

Pops tags, things fresh to like me
Who pulls whips out the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, on, it's on me
I guess it's my time, all is on me

Yeah, I know, one more gain, bitch, you come on in
Relax a while, sip on Hypno and
I like your style, so old school
In them Vidals, fifty four eleven

Reebok classics remind me of '87
Niggaz was playing blocks like little kids and
Even though we men we big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, ceilings

All of the art of drug-dealin' every mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all for me
I'ma walk in the the Lord has paved for me

One foot at a time, follow my footsteps
Put the on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints
Man, y'all motherfuckers can't stop me, why y'all copy
I know niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

How dare niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and make records just like me
But does this here quite like me
Now let me ya a little something 'bout me

Pops tags, things fresh to like me
Who more whips out the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, come on, on me
I guess my time, all eyes is on me

I know niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright everything goes wrong
No pot to in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let bygones be

the icon, who killed the industry like I-pods
Had these niggaz runnin' track stars
Except runnin' when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-deuce for them niggaz act hood

Ridin' my uptown, I'm so hood
Bitches love the when them doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm puttin' from the green like
white is not to be confused with white good

White gold should be perceived as platinum
And cubic-zirconium never gon' shine diamonds
'Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they not me
Y'all bitch, niggaz ain't fuckin' me

How dare these try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and make records sound like me
But nobody does this quite like me
Now let me ya a little something 'bout me

Pops tags, things to death like me
Who pulls more whips out the than me
Y'all bitches ride, come on, it's on me
I guess it's my time, all is on me, me, me