U Can`t Fuck With Me

[LL Cool J](Snoop)<br>(Yeah, Big Snoop Dogg, X to the Z)<br>Yeah<br>(Uncle L, blast these bitch ass motherfuckers)<br>Yeah, Yeah<br><br>Pour your Dom on the floor, try to flow with me<br>Duke `em raw with them whores, hide ya hoes from me (Whooo)<br>Your momma wanna chase, I`m just statin` the fact<br>L.A. think about your broad all I want is the stacks<br>Cats flashin` in my face is who I`m laughin` at *HaHaHaHa*<br>So you made a little dough, but wutchu doin` wit that?<br>Thought `cha girl ain`t feelin me<br>Why she grillin` me, Black?<br>Admit I`m the man or else I`ll twist ya uterus back<br>On my lap, in the jet to Miami and back<br>When I tear through new school, all y`all records is whack<br>I`m from Q, for Quiet Killers<br>and U know I deliver<br>The double N, enough ammo for every nigga<br>S, that spell Queens stupid ass, run it back<br>That HBO shit, I must address that<br>Once and for all, what`s my opinion on Jamie Foxx?<br>He pussy. Pussy ain`t funny as Chris Rock, Ha<br><br>[Chorus: LL Cool J](Snoop){Xzibit}[Both]<br>You can`t fuck wit me<br>{Can`t fuck with me}<br>I don`t care about your imagery<br>(Fuck, nigga)<br>Give a fuck who you claim to be<br>(Fucker, c`mon)<br>You still can`t fuck wit me<br>[You can`t fuck with me]<br>You can`t fuck wit me<br>[You can`t fuck with me]<br>I don`t care about your imagery<br>(Fucker){Mother Fucker}<br>Give a fuck who you claim to be<br>{Yeah}(Nigga what)<br>You still can`t fuck wit me<br><br>[Jayo Felony]<br>No Go<br>Who you thought it was? Don`t be fuckin` wit my Uncle, `cuz<br>One does up dick the pen in my streets go one way<br>I kill `em In Living Color, on Any Given Sunday<br>They all anxious to be waitin` to see how ill is my style<br>And if it enough to make Kevin Lyle spit this out right now<br>And get em with Juvenile feed pitbull puppies, bologna in the projects<br>You wanna die next?<br>Nah, he wanna live, and he loves his kids<br>We got this rap game on lock, like a cake rock<br>Gimme the key, run up in your spot<br>Like, you on your belly, gimme the key<br>What is it gonne be, what it is gonne see<br>When your blutter don`t mean<br>And if he keep tryna wipe it off, like "Nigga, what`s this song mean"<br>L got `em cornered, bitch, why you speak like that?<br>Tattoed Def Jam under your wing like that<br>What? You a rider, not in my house, Mouth<br>Glad to escape down south to my Miami house<br>And fifty spring in the couch<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Xzibit]<br>Let`s play a game of big bank take little bank (Yeah)<br>Big dank take little dank (Yeah)<br>I average ninety-five in the paint (C`mon)<br>We comin` down like a shank<br>I know you wanna ride, but you can`t<br>We all up in your shit like a shank *ugh*<br>Don`t make me stop and pull brakes<br>Ya two downs are lookin cool, freakin a sound<br>Yo, I get fucked up and terroize the town<br>I`m the circus ring master so fuck the clowns<br>I bust, lyrics and rounds at the Lyricist Lounge<br>Lost and Found a new identity, from here to infinity (Yeah)<br>God have mercy on all my enemies<br>Don`t even test, waist your breath or your energy<br>Knock ya whole family off, like the Kennedy`s<br>I`m pledge sicker than age, with no type of remedy<br>Makin` niggas retire but reclaim disability<br>Agility, keppin` y`all outta the state penitentiary<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Snoop Dogg]<br>Look, nigga I, regulate, bake the cake<br>Shake the fake, while keepin my faith (Uh-huh)<br>Demonstatin` from the funk shit to the H<br>I bring the bread to the meat, so put the funk on the plate<br>You weedin` at my table, did you say your grace? (Huh)<br>You say the wrong thing and I`ma smack your face (Bee-atch)<br>Chase these niggas or waste these niggas (Say what)<br>You did fucked up cuz I`m break these niggas<br>Spray them, liquidate `em, fade `em all<br>Suckers, I hate `em, laws I pay them off<br>Big Dogg, in this motherfuckin` bar<br>Wit Uncle L, don`t tell Baby Dogg, "Yes y`all"<br>We do this with no flaws<br>I love my bitch wit no drawers and no bras<br>No laws, we break `em from the get-go<br>Slidin` by, ridin high when we get-go<br>Love it or leave it, we love livin illegal<br>Servin` or swervin in a `85 Regal<br>Look here, bitch, you ain`t a motherfuckin` Beagel<br>I take off on your ass like an eagle<br>Wherever we go, we stay connected with my peoples<br>Just incase a motherfucker wanna G Funk<br>Two of the homies, and one of `em got a piece on<br>And they never hesitate to dissolve