I know you niggaz fuckin' with me
How dare these niggaz try to hate on me? Come out and make records just like me But nobody does here quite like me Now let me tell ya a something 'bout me
Pops tags, things to death like me Who pulls more out the stash than me Y'all bitches ride, come on, it's on me I guess it's my time, all is on me
Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing Rule Talk some shit to get they in the newspapers never pay they dues Always got 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 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 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 like sex, yes There's no real way to stop me, why y'all copy I know you niggaz fuckin' with me
How dare these niggaz try to fuckin' on me? Come out and make records sound just 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 stash me Y'all bitches wanna ride, on, it's on me I guess my time, all eyes is on me
Yeah, I know, one gain, bitch, you better come on in Relax a while, sip on and Henn I like your style, so old school In them Vidals, fifty four eleven
Reebok remind me of '87 when was playing with blocks like little kids and Even though we men we big wheelin' Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high
All of the art of drug-dealin' 'cause 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, follow my footsteps Put the world on my shoulders, one set of footprints Man, motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why y'all copy I know ya'll niggaz 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 to death like me Who pulls more whips out the stash me Y'all bitches ride, come on, it's on me I it's my time, all eyes is on me
I know niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong And everything's alright till 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 the industry like I-pods Had these niggaz like track stars Except runnin' backwards when I sit rollin' the backwoods Loadin' my for them niggaz that act hood
my six-deuce uptown, I'm so hood Bitches love the coupes when them doors swing Money long, I'm puttin' from the green like white is not to be confused with white good
White should never be perceived as platinum And never gon' shine like diamonds 'Cause, no matter how hard copy, they still not me Y'all bitch, ain't fuckin' 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 ya a something 'bout me
tags, things fresh to death like me Who pulls more out the stash than me Y'all bitches ride, come on, it's on me I guess my time, all eyes is on me, me, me