Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fuck With Me

Yeah, Big Dogg, X to the Z
Uncle L, blast these bitch ass

your dom on the floor, try to flow with me
Duke 'em raw them whores, hide ya hoes from me
Your momma wanna chase, I'm just statin' the
L.A. about your broad, all I want is the stacks

Cats flashin' in my is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a little dough but watchu wit that?
Thought 'cha girl feelin' me, why she grillin' me, Black?
I'm the man or else I'll twist ya uterus back

On my lap, in the jet to Miami an'
I tear through new school, all y'all records is whack
I'm from Q, for Quiet Killers an' you know I
The double N, enough ammo for every

S, spell Queens, stupid ass, run it back
HBO shit, I must address that
Once an' for all, what's my opinion on Jamie
He pussy, pussy ain't funny as Chris

U fuck wit me
I care about your imagery
Give a who you claim to be
U still fuck wit me

U can't wit me
I don't care about your
a fuck who you claim to be
U still can't wit me

No, go, who you it was?
Don't be fuckin' wit my
one does up dick, the pen in my streets go one way
I kill 'em 'In Living Color' on 'Any Sunday'

They all anxious to be to see how ill is my style
An' if it enough to Kevin Lyle spit this out right now
An' get 'em with Juvenile, feed puppies
in the projects, you wanna die next?
Nah, he wanna an' he loves his kids

We got rap game on lock, like a cake rock
Gimme the key, run up in your
Like you on belly, gimme the key
What is it gon' be, what it's gon'
When your blutter don't mean an' if he keep tryna it off
Like, "Nigga, what's this mean?"

L got 'em cornered, bitch, why you like that?
Tattooed 'Def Jam' your wing like that
What, you a rider? Not in my house,
Glad to escape down to my Miami house
An' fifty spring in the

U fuck wit me
I don't care your imagery
Give a who you claim to be
U still can't wit me

U fuck wit me
I don't care about your
Give a fuck who you to be
U still fuck wit me

Let's play a game of 'Big bank little bank'
Big dank take little
I ninety-five in the paint
We down like a shank

I know you wanna but you can't
We all up in your shit a shank
make me stop an' pull brakes
Ya two downs are cool, freakin' a sound
Yo, I get up an' terrorize the town

I'm the ring master, so fuck the clowns
I bust lyrics an' at the Lyricist Lounge
'Lost an' Found', a new identity, here to infinity
God mercy on all my enemies

Don't test, waste your breath or your energy
Knock ya family off like the Kennedy's
I'm pledge, sicker than age no type of remedy
Makin' niggas retire but disability
Agility, keepin' y'all outta the penitentiary

U can't wit me
I don't care your imagery
a fuck who you claim to be
U still can't wit me

U can't wit me
I don't care about your
a fuck who you claim to be
U can't fuck wit me

Look, nigga, I regulate, the cake
Shake the fake, keepin' my faith
Demonstratin' the funk shit to the H
I bring the to the meat, so put the funk on the plate

You weedin' at my table, did you say grace?
You say the wrong thing an' Imma your face
Chase niggas, erase these niggas
You fucked up 'cuz I'm break these niggas

Spray them, liquidate 'em, 'em all
Suckers, I 'em, laws, I pay them off
Big Dogg in this bar
Wit Uncle L, tell Baby Dogg, "Yes, y'all"

We do this with no
I love my wit no drawers an' no bras
No laws, we break 'em the get-go
Slidin' by, ridin' high we get-go

Love it or leave it, we love livin'
or swervin' in a '85 Regal
Look here, bitch, you ain't a motherfuckin'
I take off on your ass like an

Wherever we go, we stay with my peoples
Just in case a motherfucker G Funk
Two of the homies an' one of 'em got a on
An' they never hesitate to