Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fuck With Me

[ll j](snoop)
(yeah, big dogg, x to the z)

(uncle l, these bitch ass motherfuckers)
Yeah,

Pour your dom on the floor, try to with me
Duke 'em raw with them whores, hide ya from me (whooo)
Your momma wanna chase, I'm just statin' the
L.a. think about your broad all I want is the
Cats flashin' in my face is who I'm at *hahahaha*
So you made a little dough, but doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha girl feelin me
Why she me, black?
I'm the man or else I'll twist ya uterus back
On my lap, in the jet to and back
When I through new school, all y'all records is whack
I'm q, for quiet killers
And u know I
The double n, enough for every nigga
S, that spell queens stupid ass, run it
That hbo shit, I address that
and for all, what's my opinion on jamie foxx?
He pussy. pussy ain't funny as rock, ha

ll cool j](snoop){xzibit}[both]
You can't wit me
{can't fuck me}
I don't about your imagery
(fuck, nigga)
a fuck who you claim to be
(fucker, c'mon)
You can't fuck wit me
can't fuck with me]
You can't wit me
[you can't with me]
I don't care about your
(fucker){mother
Give a who you claim to be
{yeah}(nigga what)
You can't fuck wit me

[jayo
No go
Who you thought it was? be fuckin' wit my uncle, ''cause
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
And if it enough to make kevin lyle spit this out now
And get em with juvenile feed pitbull puppies, bologna in the
You die next?
Nah, he wanna live, and he his kids
We got this rap game on lock, like a rock
Gimme the key, run up in spot
Like, you on your belly, the key
What is it be, what it is gonne see
When your blutter mean
And if he keep tryna it off, like "nigga, what's this song mean"
L got 'em cornered, bitch, why you like that?
Tattoed def jam under wing like that
you a rider, not in my house, mouth
Glad to escape down to my miami house
And fifty spring in the

Let's play a of big bank take little bank (yeah)
Big take little dank (yeah)
I average in the paint (c'mon)
We down like a shank
I you wanna ride, but you can't
We all up in your shit like a *ugh*
Don't me stop and pull brakes
Ya two downs are cool, freakin a sound
Yo, I get fucked up and the town
I'm the circus ring so fuck the clowns
I bust, lyrics and rounds at the lyricist
and found a new identity, from here to infinity (yeah)
God mercy on all my enemies
Don't test, waist your breath or your energy
ya whole family off, like the kennedy's
I'm sicker than age, with no type of remedy
Makin' retire but reclaim disability
Agility, keppin' y'all the state penitentiary

[snoop
Look, nigga i, regulate, bake the
Shake the fake, while my faith (uh-huh)
Demonstatin' from the shit to the h
I the bread to the meat, so put the funk on the plate
You weedin' at my table, did you say your (huh)
You say the wrong thing and i'ma smack your (bee-atch)
Chase these or waste these niggas (say what)
You did fucked up 'cause I'm break niggas
Spray them, 'em, fade 'em all
Suckers, I hate 'em, I pay them off
Big dogg, in this bar
Wit uncle l, tell baby dogg, "yes y'all"
We do this no flaws
I love my bitch wit no and no bras
No laws, we 'em from the get-go
Slidin' by, ridin high when we
Love it or it, we love livin illegal
Servin' or in a '85 regal
Look here, bitch, you ain't a beagel
I take off on your ass like an
Wherever we go, we connected with my peoples
Just incase a wanna g funk
Two of the homies, and one of 'em got a on
And they hesitate to dissolve