Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fuck With Me

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

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

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

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

S, that Queens, stupid ass, run it back
That HBO shit, I must address
Once an' for all, what's my on Jamie Foxx?
He pussy, pussy funny as Chris Rock

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

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

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

We got this rap game on lock, a cake rock
Gimme the key, run up in your
Like you on your belly, 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 song mean?"

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

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

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

Let's play a game of bank take little bank'
Big take 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 cool, freakin' a sound
Yo, I get fucked up an' the town

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

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

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

Look, nigga, I regulate, bake the
Shake the fake, while 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 smack your
Chase these niggas, erase these
You done fucked up I'm break these niggas

Spray them, liquidate 'em, 'em all
Suckers, I 'em, laws, I pay them off
Big in this motherfuckin' bar
Wit Uncle L, don't tell Dogg, "Yes, y'all"

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

Love it or it, we love livin' illegal
Servin' or in a '85 Regal
Look here, bitch, you a motherfuckin' Beagel
I off on your ass like an eagle

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