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I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

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

[Verse
Man wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some shit to get they on the news
Papers, haters never pay dues
got to be in somebdy shoes
Walk me, or ride this on Bentley
With the you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's hidden
I in menages with various women
Huh, I'm kiddin' that's not how I'm livin'
The realest, the nigga in the realest
I got real estates in states, go figure
Cause I singing you'se a +Gold Digger+
But bitches, +you ain't fuckin' no broke niggaz+
That's why I ride, you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point 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

[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 Sasson Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok classics me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with blocks like little and
Even 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, it's all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all for me
I'mma walk in the path the has paved for me
One foot at a time, follow my footsteps
Put the on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints
Man, y'all motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why copy
I know you ain't fuckin' with me

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