I know you niggaz ain't with me
How these niggaz 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 little 'bout me
Pops tags, things fresh to death me Who pulls more whips out the than me Y'all bitches ride, come on, it's on me I guess it's my time, all is on me
Man everybody wanna like Rule, sing like Rule Talk some shit to get they in the newspapers never pay they dues Always got they feet in somebody
Walk with me or ride this old with the rims you can sit in Or the Enzo with them TV's hidden I stay in menages with women Huh, I'm just kiddin', that's not how I'm
The realest, the in the realest state I got real estates in different states, go 'Cause I ain't "You'se a Gold Digger" But bitch, you ain't with no broke niggaz
That's why I ride, you see I put you in the CLS We on the phone your voice sound sex, yes There's no way to stop me, that's why y'all copy I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me
How dare niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me? Come out and make sound just like me But does this here quite like me Now let me tell ya a little something me
Pops tags, things fresh to death me Who pulls more whips out the than me Y'all bitches wanna ride, come on, on me I guess it's my time, all is on me
Yeah, I know, one gain, bitch, you better come on in a while, sip on Hypno and Henn I like your style, you're so old 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' Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' 'cause mil Is two for me, when all tax-free Pray for children, all except for me walk in the path the Lord has paved for me
One at a time, niggaz follow my footsteps Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of Man, motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why y'all copy I know ya'll niggaz ain't fuckin' me
How dare these niggaz try to fuckin' on me? Come out and records sound just like me But nobody does here quite like me Now let me ya a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, things to death like me Who pulls whips out the stash than me bitches wanna ride, come on, it's on me I it's my time, all eyes is on me
I know niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong And everything's alright till everything goes No pot to in, no shoulder to cry on You get to thinkin' why we let bygones be bygones?
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 niggaz that act hood
Ridin' my six-deuce uptown, I'm so Bitches love the coupes when doors swing upwards Money long, I'm from the green like T-Woods Hard white is not to be confused with good
gold should never be perceived as platinum And cubic-zirconium gon' shine like diamonds 'Cause, no matter how they copy, they still not me Y'all bitch, 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 ya a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, things fresh to like me Who pulls more whips out the stash me Y'all bitches wanna ride, on, it's on me I it's my time, all eyes is on me, me, me