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I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' 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 little something me
Pops tags, things to death like me
Who pulls more out the stash than me
Y'all wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I it's my time, all eyes is on me

[Verse
Man everybody wanna rhyme Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some shit to get name on the news
Papers, haters never pay dues
got to be in somebdy shoes
Walk with me, or ride on Bentley
With the you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's hidden
I stay in menages with women
Huh, I'm just that's not how I'm livin'
The realest, the nigga in the realest
I got estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a +Gold
But bitches, ain't fuckin' with no broke niggaz+
why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point your sound like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, why y'all copy
I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

[Verse
Yea, I know, one more gin, bitch you come on in
Relax a while, sip on and henn
I like style, you're so old school
In them Vidals, fiftyfour eleven
Reebok Remind me of '87 when
Niggaz was playing with blocks like kids and
Even we men we still big wheelin'
Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high
All of the art of cause 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 foot at a time, niggaz 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 what niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, then lyrically wrong
No part to piss in, no to cry on
You get to thinkin' why we let by-gones be by-gones
Rule the icon, who the industry like iPods
Had niggaz runnin' like track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I sit back the backwoods
my trey-duece for them niggaz that act hood
Ridin' my uptown, I'm so hood
Bitches love the when them doors swing upwards
Money long, I'm putting the green like T-Woods
? is not to be confused with white
White gold should never be as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never shine like diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard copy, they still not me
Y'all bitch niggaz ain't fuckin' me