Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fuck With Me

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

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

Cats 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,
I'm the man or else I'll 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 from Q, for Quiet Killers an' you know I
The double N, enough ammo for every

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

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

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

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

all anxious to be waitin' to see how ill is my style
An' if it enough to make Lyle 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 rap game on lock, like a cake rock
the key, run up in your spot
Like you on belly, gimme the key
is it gon' be, what it's gon' see?
When blutter don't 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 under your wing like that
What, you a Not in my house, mouth
Glad to escape south to my Miami house
An' spring in the couch

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

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

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

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

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

even test, waste your breath or your energy
Knock ya whole family off the Kennedy's
I'm pledge, sicker than age no type of remedy
Makin' retire but reclaim disability
Agility, keepin' outta the state penitentiary

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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