Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fuck With Me

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

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

flashin' in my face is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a dough but watchu doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha ain't 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 an' back
When I tear new school, all y'all records is whack
I'm from Q, for Quiet Killers an' you I deliver
The double N, enough ammo for every

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

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

U fuck wit me
I don't care about imagery
Give a fuck who you 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 kill 'em 'In Color' on 'Any Given Sunday'

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

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

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

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

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

I know you ride but you can't
We all up in your shit like a
Don't me stop an' pull brakes
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 bust lyrics an' rounds at the Lounge
'Lost an' Found', a new identity, from here to
God mercy on all my enemies

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

U fuck wit me
I don't care your imagery
Give a fuck who you 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

Look, nigga, I regulate, the cake
Shake the fake, while keepin' my
Demonstratin' from the 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 niggas, erase these niggas
You done fucked up 'cuz I'm break these

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

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

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

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