Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you ain't fuckin' with me

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

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

Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, like Rule
Talk some shit to get they in the newspapers
Haters never pay they
Always got feet in somebody shoes

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

The realest, the nigga in the realest
I got real estates in different states, go
'Cause I ain't "You'se a Gold Digger"
But bitch, you ain't fuckin' with no niggaz

why I ride, ain't you see I put you in the CLS
We on the phone your voice like 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 try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and records sound just like me
But does this here quite like me
Now let me tell ya a something 'bout me

Pops tags, things fresh to death me
Who pulls more whips out the than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, 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 like your style, so old school
In them Vidals, fifty four eleven

classics remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with like little kids and
Even 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'ma walk in the path the 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 can't me, that's why y'all copy
I know ya'll niggaz ain't 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 tell ya a something 'bout me

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

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

Rule the icon, who killed the like I-pods
Had these niggaz runnin' like track
Except backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-deuce for them niggaz that act

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

White gold never be perceived as platinum
And cubic-zirconium never shine like diamonds
'Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they not me
Y'all bitch, niggaz fuckin' with me

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

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