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I know you niggaz ain't with me

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

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Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing Rule
some shit to get they name on the news
Papers, haters never pay dues
Always got to be in shoes
Walk with me, or this on Bentley
With the you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's that's
I in menages with various women
Huh, I'm just kiddin' not how I'm livin'
The realest, the nigga in the state
I got estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a Digger+
But bitches, +you ain't 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 stop me, that's why y'all
I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

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Yea, I know, one more gin, you better come on in
a while, sip on hypno and henn
I like your style, you're so old
In them Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok Remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with like little kids and
Even though we men we still big
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high
All of the art of drug-dealin' every mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
Pray for children, all except 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, why y'all copy
I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

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