Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fuck With Me

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

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

Cats in my face is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a little but watchu doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha ain't feelin' me, why she grillin' me, Black?
Admit I'm the man or else I'll ya uterus back

On my lap, in the jet to an' back
When I tear new school, all y'all records is whack
I'm from Q, for Quiet an' you know I deliver
The N, enough ammo for every nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I know you wanna ride but you
We all up in your like a shank
Don't make me stop an' pull
Ya two downs are lookin' cool, freakin' a
Yo, I get fucked up an' the town

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

Don't even test, your breath or your energy
Knock ya whole off like the Kennedy's
I'm pledge, sicker than age with no of remedy
Makin' niggas retire but disability
Agility, keepin' outta the state penitentiary

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

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

Look, nigga, I regulate, bake the
Shake the fake, while keepin' my
from 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 your
You say the thing an' Imma smack your face
these niggas, erase these niggas
You done fucked up I'm break these niggas

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

We do this no flaws
I love my wit no drawers an' no bras
No laws, we break 'em from the
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 off on your ass like an eagle

we go, we stay connected with my peoples
Just in case a motherfucker G Funk
Two of the homies an' one of 'em got a on
An' they hesitate to dissolve