Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

How dare these try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and records sound just like me
But nobody does this here 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 guess it's my time, all is on me

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

Walk with me or ride this old Bentley with the you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's hidden
I stay in with various women
Huh, I'm just kiddin', 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 fuckin' 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 fuckin' with me

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

Pops tags, fresh to death like me
Who more whips 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 better on in
Relax a while, sip on and Henn
I like your style, you're so old
In them Sassoon Vidals, fifty four

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

All of the art of 'cause every mil
Is two for me, when it's all
Pray for children, all except for me
I'ma walk in the path the Lord has for me

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

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

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

I know what niggaz to do right, can't do no
And everything's alright till everything wrong
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 industry like
Had these niggaz runnin' track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I sit back rollin' the
Loadin' my trey-deuce for them niggaz that act

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

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

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

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