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I know you niggaz ain't with me

How dare these niggaz try to hate on me
Come out and make records just like me
But does this here quite like me
Now let me tell a something 'bout me
tags, things fresh to death like me
Who pulls more out the stash than me
Y'all bitches ride, c'mon it's on me
I it's my time, all eyes is on me

[Verse
Man wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some to get they name on the news
Papers, haters never pay dues
Always got to be in shoes
Walk with me, or this on Bentley
With the you can sit in
Or the with them TV's that's hidden
I stay in menages with women
Huh, I'm kiddin' that's not how I'm livin'
The realest, the nigga in the realest
I got real estates in states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a +Gold
But bitches, ain't fuckin' with no broke niggaz+
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

[Verse
Yea, I know, one gin, bitch you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on and henn
I like style, you're so old school
In them Sasson Vidals, eleven
classics Remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was with blocks like little kids and
though we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, baths, high ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' every mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
for God's children, all except for me
I'mma walk in the path the 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 me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

[Verse
I know what niggaz to do right, can't do no
And alright, then lyrically goes wrong
No part to piss in, no to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let be by-gones
the icon, who killed the industry like iPods
Had these niggaz runnin' track stars
Except runnin' when I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for them niggaz act hood
Ridin' my six-duece uptown, I'm so
Bitches love the coupes when them swing upwards
Money long, I'm putting from the green T-Woods
? is not to be with white good
White gold should be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia gon' shine like diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard they copy, still not me
Y'all niggaz ain't fuckin' with me