Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

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

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

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

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

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

why I ride, ain't you see I put you in the CLS
We on the phone your sound 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 records sound like me
But does this here quite like me
Now let me tell ya a little something me

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

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

Reebok classics 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 drug-dealin' 'cause mil
Is two for me, when it's all
for God's children, all except for me
I'ma in the path the Lord has paved for me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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