Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

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

tags, things fresh to death like me
Who pulls more 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

Man everybody wanna like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some shit to get they in the newspapers
Haters pay they dues
Always got they feet in shoes

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

The realest, the nigga in the state
I got real in different states, go figure
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 phone your voice like sex, yes
There's no way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz ain't with me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 that act hood

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

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

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

tags, things fresh to death like me
Who more whips 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, me, me