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 with me
Duke 'em raw them whores, hide ya hoes from me
Your momma chase, I'm just statin' the fact
L.A. about your broad, all I want is the stacks

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We got this rap game on lock, like a cake
Gimme the key, run up in spot
Like you on belly, gimme the key
What is it gon' be, what it's gon'
When your blutter mean an' if he keep tryna wipe it off
Like, "Nigga, what's this mean?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You weedin' at my table, did you say your
You say the thing an' Imma smack your face
Chase these niggas, these niggas
You done fucked up 'cuz I'm these niggas

Spray them, 'em, fade '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 this no flaws
I love my bitch wit no drawers an' no
No laws, we break 'em from the
Slidin' by, high when we get-go

it or leave it, we love livin' illegal
Servin' or swervin' in a '85
here, bitch, you ain't a motherfuckin' Beagel
I take off on ass like an eagle

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