I know you ain't fuckin' with me
How dare these niggaz try to fuckin' on me? Come out and records sound just like me But nobody does this here 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 wanna ride, come on, it's on me I guess 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 they Always got they feet in somebody
Walk with me or ride this old Bentley the rims you can sit in Or the Enzo them TV's that's hidden I stay in menages various women Huh, I'm just kiddin', not how I'm livin'
The realest, the nigga in the 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
why I ride, ain't you see I put you in the CLS We on the phone your voice like sex, yes no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy I know you niggaz fuckin' with me
How dare these try to fuckin' hate on me? Come out and make records sound like me But nobody does here quite like me Now let me tell ya a little 'bout me
Pops tags, fresh to death like me Who more whips out the stash than me bitches wanna ride, come on, it's on me I guess it's my time, all is on me
Yeah, I know, one more gain, bitch, you come on in Relax a while, sip on and Henn I like style, you're so old school In them Sassoon Vidals, fifty eleven
Reebok classics remind me of '87 was playing with blocks like little kids and Even though we men we 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 God's children, all for me I'ma walk in the the Lord has paved for me
One foot at a time, niggaz follow my Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of Man, y'all can't stop me, that's why y'all copy I know niggaz ain't fuckin' with me
How dare these niggaz try to fuckin' on me? Come out and 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 like me Who pulls more 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, can't do no 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 be bygones?
Rule the icon, who the industry like I-pods Had these niggaz runnin' like track Except runnin' backwards when I sit rollin' the backwoods Loadin' my trey-deuce for them that act hood
Ridin' my six-deuce uptown, I'm so Bitches love the when them doors swing upwards Money long, I'm puttin' the green like T-Woods Hard is not to be confused with white good
White gold should never be as platinum And cubic-zirconium never gon' like diamonds 'Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they not me Y'all bitch, niggaz ain't fuckin' me
How these 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, things to death like me Who more whips out the stash than me bitches wanna ride, come on, it's on me I guess my time, all eyes is on me, me, me