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 dom on the floor, try to flow with me
'em raw with them whores, hide ya hoes from me (whooo)
Your momma wanna chase, I'm just the fact
L.a. about your broad all I want is the stacks
Cats flashin' in my face is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a little dough, but wutchu 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 and back
When I tear through new school, all records is whack
I'm from q, for killers
And u know I
The n, enough ammo for every nigga
S, spell queens stupid ass, run it back
That hbo shit, I must address
Once and for all, what's my on jamie foxx?
He pussy. pussy ain't funny as rock, ha

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

[jayo
No go
Who you it was? don't be fuckin' wit my uncle, ''cause
One does up dick the pen in my go one way
I kill 'em in living color, on any given
all anxious 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 feed pitbull puppies, in the projects
You wanna die
Nah, he live, and he loves his kids
We got this rap on lock, like a cake rock
the key, run up in your spot
Like, you on belly, gimme the key
What is it be, what it is gonne see
When your blutter don't
And if he keep tryna wipe it off, like "nigga, this song mean"
L got 'em cornered, bitch, why you speak like
Tattoed def jam your wing like that
you a rider, not in my house, mouth
Glad to escape south to my miami house
And spring in the couch

Let's play a game of big bank take bank (yeah)
Big dank take little (yeah)
I average in the paint (c'mon)
We comin' down like a
I you wanna 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, a sound
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
Lost and found a new identity, from to infinity (yeah)
God mercy 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, no type of remedy
niggas retire but reclaim disability
Agility, keppin' y'all outta the state

[snoop
Look, nigga i, regulate, bake the
Shake the fake, while keepin my (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 niggas or waste these (say what)
You did fucked up 'cause I'm these niggas
them, liquidate 'em, fade 'em all
Suckers, I hate 'em, I pay them off
Big dogg, in this bar
Wit l, don't tell baby dogg, "yes y'all"
We do this no flaws
I love my bitch wit no drawers and no
No laws, we 'em from the get-go
Slidin' by, ridin high when we
Love it or leave it, we love livin
Servin' or swervin in a '85
Look here, bitch, you ain't a beagel
I off on your ass like an eagle
Wherever we go, we stay connected my peoples
Just incase a motherfucker g funk
Two of the homies, and one of 'em got a on
And they never hesitate to