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I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

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

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

[Verse
Yea, I know, one more gin, bitch you come on in
Relax a while, sip on hypno and
I your style, you're so old school
In Sasson Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok Remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was with blocks like little kids and
though 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, when all tax-free
Pray for children, all except for me
walk in the path the Lord 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 can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

[Verse
I know niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, then goes wrong
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 killed the like iPods
Had these niggaz runnin' like stars
runnin' backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for niggaz 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 like
? is not to be with white good
gold should never be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard copy, they still not me
bitch niggaz ain't fuckin' with me