Luyện nghe bài hát Sing a Prayer 4 Me

I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

How dare these try to fuckin hate on me
Come out and make records sound just me
But nobody does here quite like me
Now let me a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, things fresh to like me
Who more whips out the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, it's on me
I it's my time, all eyes is on me

[Verse
Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, like Rule
Talk some to get they name on the news
Papers, haters pay they dues
got to be in somebdy shoes
Walk with me, or this on Bentley
the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with TV's that's hidden
I stay in with various women
Huh, I'm just that's not how I'm livin'
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, +you ain't fuckin' no broke niggaz+
why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point your sound like sex, yes
no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz ain't with me

[Verse
Yea, I know, one more gin, you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on hypno and
I your style, you're so old school
In them Sasson Vidals, fiftyfour
Reebok Remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with blocks little kids and
Even we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' every mil
Is two for me, it's all tax-free
Pray for children, all except for me
I'mma walk in the path the Lord has for me
One foot at a time, 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 you niggaz fuckin' with me

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