I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me
How dare these niggaz try to hate on me? out and make records sound just like me But nobody does this here quite 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 it's my time, all eyes is on me
Man everybody wanna rhyme Rule, sing like Rule some shit to get they name in the newspapers Haters pay they dues Always got they feet in somebody
Walk with me or ride old Bentley with the rims you can sit in Or the with them 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 state I got real estates in different states, go I ain't singin' "You'se a Gold Digger" But bitch, you ain't fuckin' with no 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 real way to me, that's why y'all copy I know you ain't fuckin' with me
How these niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me? Come out and make records just like me But nobody this here quite like me Now let me ya a little something 'bout me
Pops tags, fresh to death like me Who pulls more whips out the than me Y'all bitches ride, come on, it's on me I guess my time, all eyes is on me
Yeah, I know, one more gain, bitch, you better on in Relax a while, sip on and Henn I like your style, you're so old In them Sassoon Vidals, fifty four
Reebok remind me of '87 when Niggaz was playing with blocks little kids and though we men we still big wheelin' Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, ceilings
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'ma walk in the path the has paved for me
One foot at a time, niggaz my footsteps Put the on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints Man, y'all motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why copy I know ya'll niggaz fuckin' with me
How these niggaz try to fuckin' hate on me? Come out and records sound just like me But nobody does this here quite 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 bitches ride, come on, it's on me I it's my time, all eyes is on me
I know what niggaz to do right, do no wrong And everything's till everything goes wrong No pot to in, no shoulder to cry on You get to why can't we let bygones be bygones?
Rule the icon, who killed the like I-pods Had these runnin' like track stars Except runnin' backwards when I sit rollin' the backwoods Loadin' my trey-deuce for them niggaz act hood
Ridin' my uptown, I'm so hood Bitches love the coupes when doors swing upwards Money long, I'm from the green like T-Woods Hard is not to be confused with white good
White gold should never be perceived as And never gon' shine like diamonds 'Cause, no matter how hard copy, they still not me Y'all bitch, niggaz ain't with me
How dare these niggaz try to hate on me? Come out and records sound just like me But nobody does this quite like me Now let me tell ya a little something me
tags, things fresh to death like me Who pulls more out the stash than me Y'all bitches wanna ride, on, it's on me I guess it's my time, all is on me, me, me