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I know you 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 here 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 wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess my time, all eyes is on me

[Verse
Man everybody wanna like Rule, sing like Rule
Talk some to get they name on the news
Papers, haters never pay they
got to be in somebdy shoes
Walk with me, or ride this on
the rims you can sit in
Or the Enzo with them TV's hidden
I stay in menages with various
Huh, I'm just kiddin' 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, +you ain't with no broke niggaz+
That's why I ride, you see I put you on the CLS
We on the point voice sound like sex, yes
There's no real way to me, that's why y'all copy
I know you niggaz ain't fuckin' me

[Verse
Yea, I know, one more gin, you better come on in
Relax a while, sip on and henn
I like your style, 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, baths, high ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' every mil
Is two for me, when all tax-free
Pray for children, all except for me
I'mma walk in the path the Lord has for me
One foot at a time, follow my footsteps
Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of
Man, y'all motherfuckers can't stop me, that's why y'all
I you niggaz ain't fuckin' with me

[Verse
I know what niggaz to do right, can't do no
And everything's alright, then goes wrong
No to piss in, no shoulder to cry on
You get to thinkin' why can't we let be by-gones
Rule the icon, who killed the like iPods
Had these niggaz runnin' track stars
Except runnin' backwards when I sit back the backwoods
Loadin' my for them niggaz that act hood
my six-duece 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 white good
White gold never be percieved as platinum
And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine like
Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they not me
Y'all bitch niggaz ain't with me