Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fuck With Me

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

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

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

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

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

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 fuck wit me

No, go, who you thought it
be fuckin' wit my Uncle
'Cuz one does up dick, the pen in my go one way
I kill 'em 'In Living 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 out right now
An' get 'em with Juvenile, feed pitbull
Bologna in the projects, you die next?
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 belly, gimme the key
What is it be, what it's gon' see?
When blutter don't mean an' if he keep tryna wipe it off
Like, "Nigga, what's song mean?"

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

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

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

I you wanna ride but you can't
We all up in your like a shank
Don't make me stop an' pull
Ya two downs are lookin' cool, freakin' a
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, here to infinity
God have on all my enemies

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

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

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

Look, nigga, I regulate, bake the
Shake the fake, while my faith
Demonstratin' from the funk to the H
I bring the bread to the meat, so put the on the plate

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

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

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

Love it or leave it, we love illegal
or swervin' 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 with my
Just in case a motherfucker wanna G
Two of the an' one of 'em got a piece on
An' they hesitate to dissolve