Luyện nghe bài hát Sing a Prayer 4 Me

I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

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

[Verse
Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, like Rule
Talk some shit to get name on the news
Papers, haters pay they dues
Always got to be in somebdy
with me, or ride this on Bentley
With the you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's hidden
I stay in menages 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 states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a Digger+
But bitches, ain't fuckin' with no broke niggaz+
why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point your voice like sex, yes
There's no real way to me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

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

[Verse
I know what to do right, can't do no wrong
And alright, then lyrically goes wrong
No part to in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to why can't we let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the like iPods
Had these niggaz like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I sit rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for niggaz that act hood
Ridin' my six-duece uptown, I'm so
Bitches love the coupes when doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm putting from the green T-Woods
? is not to be confused white good
White gold never be percieved as platinum
And never gon' shine like diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard copy, they still not me
Y'all bitch niggaz fuckin' with me