Luyện nghe bài hát Something New

I know you niggaz ain't with me

How these niggaz try to fuckin hate on me
Come out and records sound just like me
But nobody this here 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
bitches wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess my time, all eyes is on me

[Verse
Man everybody wanna rhyme Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some to get they name on the news
Papers, haters never pay dues
Always got to be in somebdy
Walk me, or ride this on Bentley
With the you can sit in
Or the Enzo with TV's that's hidden
I stay in menages with various
Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how I'm
The realest, the nigga in the realest
I got real in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a +Gold
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 voice like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all
I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

[Verse
Yea, I know, one more gin, bitch you better on in
a while, sip on hypno and henn
I like style, you're so old school
In Sasson Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
classics Remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with blocks little kids and
though we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, baths, high ceilings
All of the art of cause every 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 world on my shoulders, leave one set of
Man, y'all can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

[Verse
I what niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, then goes wrong
No to piss in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like
Had these niggaz runnin' like stars
Except runnin' backwards I sit back 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 them doors swing
Money long, I'm from the green like T-Woods
? is not to be confused white good
White gold should never be percieved as
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine like
Cause, no matter how hard copy, they still not me
Y'all bitch ain't fuckin' with me