Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fuck With Me

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

(uncle l, blast these ass motherfuckers)
Yeah,

Pour your dom on the floor, try to with me
'em raw with them whores, hide ya hoes from me (whooo)
Your momma chase, I'm just statin' the fact
L.a. think about your broad all I is the stacks
Cats in my face is who I'm laughin' at *hahahaha*
So you a little dough, but wutchu doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha girl ain't me
Why she grillin' me,
I'm the man or else I'll twist ya uterus back
On my lap, in the jet to miami and
When I tear through new school, all y'all is whack
I'm from q, for killers
And u I deliver
The double n, enough ammo for nigga
S, that spell queens stupid ass, run it
That hbo shit, I must that
Once and for all, 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
fuck with me}
I care about your imagery
(fuck, nigga)
Give a fuck who you to be
(fucker, c'mon)
You still can't wit me
[you can't with me]
You fuck wit me
can't fuck with me]
I don't care about your
(fucker){mother
Give a fuck who you to be
{yeah}(nigga what)
You can't fuck wit me

[jayo
No go
Who you thought it was? don't be wit my uncle, ''cause
One up dick the pen in my streets go one way
I kill 'em in living color, on any given
They all to be waitin' to see how ill is my style
And if it enough to make lyle spit this out right now
And get em with juvenile pitbull puppies, bologna in the projects
You die next?
Nah, he wanna live, and he loves his
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 be, what it is gonne see
When your don't mean
And if he tryna wipe it off, like "nigga, what's this song mean"
L got 'em cornered, bitch, why you like that?
Tattoed def jam under your wing like
you a rider, not in my house, mouth
Glad to down south to my miami house
And fifty spring in the

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

[snoop
Look, i, regulate, bake the cake
Shake the fake, keepin my faith (uh-huh)
from the funk shit to the h
I bring the bread to the meat, so put the funk on the
You weedin' at my table, did you say grace? (huh)
You say the wrong and i'ma smack your face (bee-atch)
Chase these or waste these niggas (say what)
You did up 'cause I'm break these niggas
them, liquidate 'em, fade 'em all
Suckers, I hate 'em, laws I pay off
Big dogg, in this bar
Wit uncle l, tell baby dogg, "yes y'all"
We do this with no
I love my bitch wit no drawers and no
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 off on your ass like an eagle
Wherever we go, we stay connected my peoples
Just incase a wanna g funk
Two of the homies, and one of 'em got a on
And they hesitate to dissolve