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I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

How these niggaz try to fuckin hate on me
Come out and make records sound just me
But nobody does this here quite me
Now let me a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, things to death like me
Who pulls more out the stash than me
bitches wanna ride, c'mon 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 name 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 that's hidden
I in menages with various women
Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how I'm
The realest, the nigga in the realest
I got estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't you'se a +Gold Digger+
But bitches, +you ain't fuckin' with no broke
That's why I ride, 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 y'all
I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

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Yea, I know, one more gin, bitch you come on in
Relax a while, sip on and henn
I your style, you're so old school
In them Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok classics me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with blocks like little and
though we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, ceilings
All of the art of cause every mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all for me
I'mma in the path the Lord has paved for me
One foot at a time, niggaz follow my
Put the world on my shoulders, one set of footprints
Man, y'all motherfuckers stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you ain't fuckin' with me

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I what niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, then goes wrong
No to piss in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why we let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the industry like
Had these niggaz runnin' like track
Except backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my for them niggaz that act hood
Ridin' my uptown, I'm so hood
love the coupes when them doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm from the green like T-Woods
? is not to be with white good
gold should never be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' like diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they not me
bitch niggaz ain't fuckin' with me