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 sound just like me
But nobody does this here like me
Now let me tell ya a little 'bout me

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

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

with me or ride this old Bentley with the rims you can sit in
Or the with them TV's that's hidden
I stay in menages with various
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 singin' "You'se a Gold Digger"
But bitch, you ain't fuckin' with no niggaz

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 stop me, that's why copy
I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

How dare 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 ya a little something 'bout me

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

Yeah, I know, one more gain, bitch, you come on in
Relax a while, sip on Hypno and
I like your style, so old school
In Sassoon Vidals, fifty four eleven

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

All of the art of drug-dealin' 'cause mil
Is two for me, it's all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all for me
I'ma walk in the path the has paved for me

One foot at a time, niggaz follow my
Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of
Man, y'all motherfuckers stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know ya'll 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 like me
Now let me tell ya a little 'bout me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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