Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you 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 whips out the stash me
Y'all bitches ride, come on, it's on me
I it's my time, all eyes is on me

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

Walk with me or ride old Bentley with the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's that's
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 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 voice sound like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why copy
I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

How dare these try to fuckin' hate 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, fresh to death like me
Who pulls whips out the stash than me
Y'all bitches ride, come on, it's on me
I guess my time, all eyes is on me

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

Reebok classics me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with like little kids and
Even though we men we still big
cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high ceilings

All of the art of drug-dealin' every mil
Is two for me, when it's all
Pray for God's children, all for me
I'ma in the path 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 can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know ya'll niggaz ain't with me

How dare these 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 fresh to death 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

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

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

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

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

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

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