Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you ain't fuckin' with me

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

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

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

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

The realest, the nigga in the realest
I got real estates in different states, go
I ain't singin' "You'se a Gold Digger"
But bitch, you ain't with no broke niggaz

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

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

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

Yeah, I know, one more gain, bitch, you come on in
Relax a while, sip on and Henn
I like style, you're so old school
In them Sassoon Vidals, four eleven

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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