Luyện nghe bài hát Me

I know you ain't fuckin' with me

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

Pops tags, things fresh to death 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

Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing Rule
some shit to get they name in the newspapers
Haters pay they dues
got they feet in somebody shoes

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

The realest, the nigga in the realest
I got real estates in different states, go
I ain't singin' "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
no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy
I know you ain't fuckin' with me

How dare niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and records sound just 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 pulls whips out the stash than me
Y'all wanna ride, come on, it's on me
I guess it's my time, all is on me

Yeah, I know, one gain, bitch, you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on and Henn
I like style, you're so old school
In Sassoon Vidals, fifty four eleven

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

All of the art of 'cause every mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
Pray for children, all except for me
I'ma walk in the 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, y'all motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why y'all
I know ya'll ain't fuckin' with me

How dare these try to fuckin' hate on me?
Come out and records sound just like me
But nobody does 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 wanna ride, on, it's on me
I guess my time, all eyes is on me

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

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

Ridin' my uptown, I'm so hood
love the coupes when them doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm puttin' from the like T-Woods
white is not to be confused with white good

White gold should 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 these niggaz try to fuckin' 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, fresh to death like me
Who pulls more out the stash than me
Y'all wanna ride, come on, it's on me
I guess it's my time, all is on me, me, me