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I know you ain't fuckin' with me

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

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Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing Rule
Talk some shit to get they on the news
Papers, haters pay they dues
Always got to be in shoes
Walk with me, or ride this on
the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's hidden
I in menages with various women
Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how I'm
The realest, the nigga in the realest
I got estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a Digger+
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 voice like sex, yes
There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all
I know you niggaz ain't with me

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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 though we men we still big
cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high ceilings
All of the art of cause every mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all for me
I'mma 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, why y'all copy
I know you niggaz fuckin' with me

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I what niggaz to do right, can't do no wrong
And everything's alright, lyrically goes wrong
No part to in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let by-gones be
the icon, who killed the industry like iPods
Had these niggaz runnin' like track
Except runnin' backwards I sit back rollin' the backwoods
Loadin' my trey-duece for niggaz that act hood
Ridin' my uptown, I'm so hood
Bitches love the coupes when them swing upwards
Money long, I'm putting the green like T-Woods
? is not to be confused with white
White gold should be percieved as platinum
And never gon' shine like diamonds
Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they not me
Y'all bitch niggaz ain't fuckin' me