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 records sound just like me
But nobody does this here 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 wanna ride, come on, it's on me
I it's my time, all eyes is on me

Man everybody wanna like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some to get they name in the newspapers
Haters never pay dues
Always got they in somebody shoes

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

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

That's why I ride, you see I put you in the CLS
We on the phone voice sound like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all
I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

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

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

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

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

All of the art of 'cause every mil
Is two for me, when it's all
for God's children, all except 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 fuckin' on me?
Come out and make sound just like me
But nobody this here quite like me
Now let me ya a little something 'bout me

Pops tags, things to death like 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

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

Rule the icon, who killed the like I-pods
Had niggaz runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' when 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 them swing upwards
Money long, I'm puttin' from the green like
Hard white is not to be confused white good

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

How these niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and make records sound 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 pulls more out the stash than me
bitches wanna ride, come on, it's on me
I guess it's my time, all is on me, me, me