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 them whores, ya hoes from me
momma wanna chase, I'm just statin' the fact
L.A. think 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 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 N, enough ammo for every nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let's a game of 'Big bank take little bank'
Big dank little dank
I average in the paint
We down like a shank

I know you ride but you can't
We all up in your like a shank
Don't make me stop an' brakes
Ya two downs are cool, freakin' a sound
Yo, I get up an' terrorize 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, from to infinity
God have mercy on all my

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

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

U fuck wit me
I don't care about your
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' 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 wrong thing an' Imma smack face
these niggas, erase these niggas
You done fucked up 'cuz I'm break these

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

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

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

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