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I know you niggaz ain't 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 a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, things fresh to like me
Who more whips out the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, it's on me
I guess it's my time, all is on me

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Man wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some shit to get they on the news
Papers, haters pay they dues
got to be in somebdy shoes
Walk with me, or this on Bentley
With the you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's that's
I stay in menages with various
Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how I'm
The realest, the nigga in the state
I got estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing a +Gold Digger+
But bitches, +you fuckin' with no broke niggaz+
why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point your voice like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why copy
I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

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Yea, I know, one gin, bitch you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on hypno and
I like style, you're so old school
In them Sasson Vidals, eleven
Reebok classics Remind me of '87
was playing with blocks like little kids and
Even though we men we big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, baths, high ceilings
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'mma walk in the 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 can't stop me, that's why copy
I know you ain't fuckin' with me

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I know niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, lyrically goes wrong
No part to in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let by-gones be
Rule the icon, who killed the like iPods
Had niggaz runnin' like track stars
runnin' backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for them niggaz act hood
Ridin' my uptown, I'm so hood
Bitches the coupes when them doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm putting from the green like
? is not to be with white good
White gold should be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard they copy, still not me
Y'all bitch niggaz ain't with me