Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you niggaz ain't with me

How dare niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and make records sound 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 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 rhyme like Rule, 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 Bentley with the you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's that's
I stay in with various women
Huh, I'm kiddin', that's not how I'm livin'

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

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 know you niggaz ain't with me

How dare niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me?
out and make records 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 guess my time, all eyes is on me

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

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

All of the art of drug-dealin' every mil
Is two for me, it's all tax-free
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 my footsteps
Put the on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints
Man, y'all motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why y'all
I know ya'll ain't fuckin' with me

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

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

I know what niggaz to do right, do no wrong
And everything's alright till everything 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 industry I-pods
Had these runnin' like track stars
Except backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my for them niggaz that act hood

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

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