Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you niggaz ain't with me

How dare these niggaz try to fuckin' on me?
Come out and make records just like me
But nobody does this here quite me
Now let me tell ya a something 'bout me

Pops tags, fresh to death like me
Who more whips out the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, come on, on me
I guess it's my time, all is on me

Man wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some to get they name in the newspapers
Haters never pay dues
Always got they feet in somebody

Walk with me or this old Bentley with the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's hidden
I stay in menages various women
Huh, I'm kiddin', that's not how I'm livin'

The realest, the nigga in the state
I got estates in different states, go figure
'Cause I ain't singin' "You'se a Digger"
But bitch, you ain't fuckin' no broke niggaz

That's why I ride, you see I put you in the CLS
We on the phone your voice like sex, yes
There's no real way to me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz ain't with me

How dare these try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and make sound just like me
But nobody does this here like me
Now let me tell ya a little something me

Pops tags, things fresh to death me
Who pulls more out the stash than me
Y'all bitches ride, come on, it's on me
I it's my time, all eyes is on me

Yeah, I know, one more gain, bitch, you better on in
a while, sip on Hypno and Henn
I like style, you're so old school
In Sassoon Vidals, fifty four eleven

Reebok remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was with blocks like little kids 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, when all tax-free
for God's children, all except for me
I'ma in the path the Lord has paved for me

One foot at a time, niggaz my footsteps
Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of
Man, motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know ya'll niggaz ain't with me

How dare these 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 ya a little something me

Pops tags, fresh to death like me
Who pulls whips out the stash than me
bitches wanna ride, come on, it's on me
I guess my time, all eyes is on me

I know what niggaz to do right, can't do no
And everything's alright till everything goes
No pot to piss in, no to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let be bygones?

Rule the icon, who killed the industry like
Had niggaz runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I sit back the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-deuce for them that act hood

Ridin' my uptown, I'm so hood
Bitches the coupes when them doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm puttin' the green like T-Woods
Hard white is not to be confused with good

White should never be perceived as platinum
And cubic-zirconium gon' shine like diamonds
'Cause, no matter how hard copy, they still not me
bitch, niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

How dare these try to fuckin' hate on me?
out and make records sound just like me
But nobody this here quite like me
Now let me tell ya a something 'bout me

Pops tags, fresh to death like me
Who pulls more out the stash than me
bitches wanna ride, come on, it's on me
I guess my time, all eyes is on me, me, me