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I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

How these niggaz try to fuckin hate on me
Come out and make records just like me
But does this here quite like me
Now let me tell a little something me
Pops tags, things fresh to like me
Who pulls more out the stash than me
Y'all bitches ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess it's my time, all is on me

[Verse
Man everybody wanna rhyme Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some shit to get they name on the
Papers, haters pay they dues
Always got to be in shoes
with me, or ride this on Bentley
With the you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's hidden
I stay in with various women
Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how I'm
The realest, the nigga in the state
I got estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a +Gold
But bitches, +you ain't fuckin' with no broke
why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point voice sound like sex, yes
There's no way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

[Verse
Yea, I know, one more gin, bitch you come on in
a while, sip on hypno and henn
I like style, you're so old school
In Sasson Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok classics Remind me of '87
Niggaz was with blocks like little kids and
Even though we men we still big
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high
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
walk 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 you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

[Verse
I know what niggaz to do right, can't do no
And everything's alright, then lyrically wrong
No part to 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
my six-duece uptown, I'm so hood
Bitches love the coupes when them doors swing
Money long, I'm putting from the like T-Woods
? is not to be confused white good
White should never be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia gon' shine like diamonds
Cause, no matter how they copy, they still not me
Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with me