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U Can't F**k with Me

(Yeah, Big Snoop Dogg, X to the Z)

Yeah

(Uncle L, blast these bitch ass motherfuckers)

Yeah, Yeah

Pour your Dom on the floor, try to flow with me

Duke 'em raw with them whores, hide ya hoes from me

Your momma wanna chase, I'm just statin' the fact

L.A. think 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 what you doin' wit that?

Thought 'cha girl ain't feeling me

Why she grillin' me, Black?

Admit I'm the man or else I'll twist ya uterus back

On my lap, in the jet to Miami and back

When I tear through new school, all y'all records is whack

I'm from Q, for Quiet Killers

And you know I deliver

The double N, enough ammo for every nigga

S, that spell Queens stupid ass, run it back

That HBO shit, I must address that

Once and for all, what's my opinion on Jamie Foxx?

He pussy. Pussy ain't funny as Chris Rock, Ha[Chorus]

You can't fuck wit me

{Can't fuck with me}

I don't care about your imagery

(Fuck, nigga)

Give a fuck who you claim to be

(Fucker, c'mon)

You still can't fuck wit me

You can't fuck wit me

I don't care about your imagery

(Fucker){Mother Fucker}

Give a fuck who you claim to be

{Yeah}(Nigga what)

You still can't fuck wit meNo Go

Who you thought it was? Don't be fuckin' wit my Uncle, 'cause

One does up dick the pen in my streets go one way

I kill 'em In Living Color, on Any Given Sunday

They all anxious to be waitin' to see how ill is my style

And if it enough to make Kevin Lyle spit this out right now

And get em with Juvenile feed pitbull puppies, bologna in the projects

You wanna die next?

Nah, he wanna live, and he loves his kids

We got this rap game on lock, like a cake rock

Gimme the key, run up in your spot

Like, you on your belly, gimme the key

What is it gonna be, what it is gonna see

When your blutter don't mean

And if he keep tryna wipe it off, like "Nigga, what's this song mean"

L got 'em cornered, bitch, why you speak like that?

Tattooed Def Jam under your wing like that

What? You a rider, not in my house, Mouth

Glad to escape down south to my Miami house

And fifty spring in the couch[Chorus]Let's play a game of big bank take little bank (Yeah)

Big dank take little dank (Yeah)

I average ninety-five in the paint (C'mon)

We comin' down like a shank

I know you wanna ride, but you can't

We all up in your shit like a shank *ugh*

Don't make me stop and pull brakes

Ya two downs are looking cool, freaking a sound

Yo, I get fucked up and terrorize the town

I'm the circus ring master so fuck the clowns

I bust, lyrics and rounds at the Lyricist Lounge

Lost and Found a new identity, from here to infinity (Yeah)

God have mercy on all my enemies

Don't even test, waist your breath or your energy

Knock ya whole family off, like the Kennedy's

I'm pledge sicker than age, with no type of remedy

Makin' niggas retire but reclaim disability

Agility, keppin' y'all outta the state penitentiary[Chorus]Look, nigga I, regulate, bake the cake

Shake the fake, while keeping my faith

Demonstatin' from the funk shit to the H

I bring the bread to the meat, so put the funk on the plate

You weedin' at my table, did you say your grace? (Huh)

You say the wrong thing and I'ma smack your face (Bitch)

Chase these niggas or waste these niggas (Say what)

You did fucked up cause I'm break these niggas

Spray them, liquidate 'em, fade 'em all

Suckers, I hate 'em, laws I pay them off

Big Dogg, in this motherfuckin' bar

Wit Uncle L, don't tell Baby Dogg, "Yes y'all"

We do this with no flaws

I love my bitch wit no drawers and no bras

No laws, we break 'em from the get-go

Slidin' by, riding high when we get-go

Love it or leave it, we love livin illegal

Servin' or swerving in a '85 Regal

Look here, bitch, you ain't a motherfuckin' Beagel

I take off on your ass like an eagle

Wherever we go, we stay connected with my peoples

Just encase a motherfucker wanna G Funk

Two of the homies, and one of 'em got a piece on

And they never hesitate to dissolve

Songwriters

BROADUS, CALVIN/SMITH, JAMES TODD/SAVAGE, JAMESPublished by

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