Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

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

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

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

Walk me or ride this old Bentley with the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's that's
I in menages with various 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 "You'se a Gold Digger"
But bitch, you ain't fuckin' no broke 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 way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you 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 quite like me
Now let me tell ya a something 'bout me

tags, things fresh to death like me
Who pulls whips out the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, come on, on me
I it's 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 them Sassoon Vidals, fifty eleven

Reebok remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was with blocks like little kids and
Even though we men we big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, 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 in the path the Lord has paved for me

One foot at a time, follow my footsteps
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 ain't fuckin' me

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

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

I know niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright till 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 industry like
Had these runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I sit back the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-deuce for them niggaz that act

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

White gold should never be perceived as
And cubic-zirconium never gon' shine like
'Cause, no matter how hard they copy, still not me
bitch, 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 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 stash me
bitches wanna ride, come on, it's on me
I it's my time, all eyes is on me, me, me