Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

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

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

Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like
Talk shit to get they name in the newspapers
Haters pay they dues
Always got they feet in shoes

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

The realest, the in the realest state
I got real estates in 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 sound like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all
I know you ain't fuckin' with me

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

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

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

Reebok classics remind me of '87
Niggaz was playing with blocks little kids and
Even we men we still big wheelin'
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
for God's children, all except for me
I'ma walk in the path the Lord has for me

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

How dare these niggaz try to hate on me?
Come out and make records sound like me
But does this here quite like me
Now let me tell ya a something 'bout me

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

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

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

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

White gold should never be perceived as
And never gon' shine like diamonds
'Cause, no how hard they copy, they still not me
Y'all bitch, 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 quite like me
Now let me tell ya a little 'bout me

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