Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fuck With Me

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

(uncle l, blast bitch ass motherfuckers)
Yeah,

your dom on the floor, try to flow with me
Duke 'em raw them whores, hide ya hoes from me (whooo)
Your momma wanna chase, I'm just the fact
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 wutchu doin' wit
Thought 'cha girl feelin me
Why she grillin' me,
Admit I'm the man or else I'll twist ya back
On my lap, in the jet to miami and
When I tear new school, all y'all records is whack
I'm from q, for killers
And u I deliver
The double n, enough ammo for nigga
S, that spell queens ass, run it back
hbo shit, I must address that
Once and for all, my opinion on jamie foxx?
He pussy. pussy funny as chris rock, ha

[chorus: ll j](snoop){xzibit}[both]
You can't wit me
fuck with me}
I don't care about your
(fuck, nigga)
Give a who you claim to be
(fucker, c'mon)
You still can't wit me
can't fuck with me]
You fuck wit me
can't fuck with me]
I don't care about your
(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 color, on any given sunday
They all to be waitin' to see how ill is my style
And if it enough to make kevin spit this out right now
And get em juvenile feed 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 your belly, the key
What is it be, what it is gonne see
When your don't mean
And if he keep tryna wipe it off, "nigga, what's this song mean"
L got 'em cornered, bitch, why you speak that?
Tattoed def jam your wing like that
you a rider, not in my house, mouth
Glad to down south to my miami house
And fifty in the couch

Let's a game of big bank take little bank (yeah)
Big dank little dank (yeah)
I ninety-five in the paint (c'mon)
We comin' down like a
I you wanna ride, but you can't
We all up in shit like a shank *ugh*
Don't make me stop and brakes
Ya two are lookin cool, freakin a sound
Yo, I get fucked up and terroize the
I'm the circus master so fuck the clowns
I bust, and rounds at the lyricist lounge
Lost and found a new identity, here to infinity (yeah)
God mercy on all my enemies
Don't even test, waist breath or your energy
Knock ya family off, like the kennedy's
I'm pledge sicker than age, with no of remedy
niggas retire but reclaim disability
Agility, keppin' y'all outta the state

[snoop
Look, i, regulate, bake the cake
the fake, while keepin my faith (uh-huh)
Demonstatin' from the shit to the h
I bring the bread to the meat, so put the on the plate
You at my table, did you say your grace? (huh)
You say the wrong thing and smack your face (bee-atch)
Chase these niggas or waste niggas (say what)
You did fucked up I'm break these niggas
them, liquidate '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 my bitch wit no drawers and no bras
No laws, we 'em from the get-go
by, ridin high when we get-go
Love it or it, we love livin illegal
Servin' or in a '85 regal
here, bitch, you ain't a motherfuckin' beagel
I off on your ass like an eagle
Wherever we go, we stay with my peoples
incase a motherfucker wanna g funk
Two of the homies, and one of 'em got a on
And they hesitate to dissolve