Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

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

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

Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, like Rule
Talk some shit to get they name in the
never pay they dues
Always got feet in somebody shoes

Walk with me or ride this old 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 kiddin', that's not how I'm

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

why I ride, ain't you see I put you in the CLS
We on the phone your voice sound sex, yes
There's no real way to me, that's why y'all copy
I you 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 does this here quite 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 wanna ride, come on, on me
I guess it's my time, all 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, so old school
In them Sassoon Vidals, fifty eleven

Reebok classics remind me of '87
Niggaz was with blocks like little kids and
though we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, baths, high ceilings

All of the art of drug-dealin' 'cause mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all 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 copy
I know ya'll niggaz fuckin' with me

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

Pops tags, things fresh to like me
Who pulls more out the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, 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 alright till everything goes wrong
No pot to piss in, no to cry on
You get to thinkin' why we let bygones be bygones?

Rule the icon, who the industry like I-pods
Had these niggaz runnin' like track
Except runnin' when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
my trey-deuce for them niggaz that act hood

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

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

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

Pops tags, things fresh to like me
Who more whips 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