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I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

How dare these try to fuckin hate on me
Come out and make sound just like me
But nobody does this quite like me
Now let me tell a little something me
Pops tags, fresh to death like me
Who pulls more whips out the than me
Y'all wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess it's my time, all is on me

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Man wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk shit to get they name on the news
Papers, haters never pay they
Always got to be in somebdy
Walk with me, or this on Bentley
the rims you can sit in
Or the with them TV's that's hidden
I stay in menages with women
Huh, I'm just kiddin' not how I'm livin'
The realest, the in the realest state
I got real estates in different states, go
Cause I singing you'se a +Gold Digger+
But bitches, +you ain't fuckin' with no niggaz+
why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point voice sound like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all
I know you ain't fuckin' with me

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Yea, I know, one more gin, you better come on in
a while, sip on hypno and henn
I like style, you're so old school
In them Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok Remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with blocks like little and
Even though we men we still big
Still cop cribs, six beds, baths, high ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' cause mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
Pray for children, all except for me
I'mma walk in the path the has paved for me
One foot at a time, follow my footsteps
Put the world on my shoulders, one set of footprints
Man, y'all can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

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I what niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, then lyrically goes
No to piss in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why we let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who the industry like iPods
Had these niggaz runnin' like stars
runnin' backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for them that act hood
Ridin' my uptown, I'm so hood
Bitches love the coupes when them doors upwards
Money long, I'm putting from the like T-Woods
? is not to be with white good
White gold should be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine diamonds
Cause, no matter how they copy, they still not me
bitch niggaz ain't fuckin' with me