| Song | U Can't Handle This |
| Artist | Mystikal |
| Album | Unpredictable |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mystikal | |
| You would if you could but you can't so you ain't | |
| The minute | |
| I step in dis bitch, | |
| I hear, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Watch out for dat nigga, you can't handle 'em for a period of time | |
| No one can match those rhymes to mine | |
| I'm top of the line | |
| Prickin' your ass like a porcupine, | |
| I know what to do | |
| To knock your stupid ass so bad it ain't no challenge this ain't | |
| No mothafuckin' fluke, this pure deep talent | |
| I'm gifted, explicit mistressed and explicit brand new home | |
| Same old nigga, | |
| I ain't playin' with you bitches, why you niggaz | |
| Be rappin' like you're scared and unprepared, | |
| I'm gonna've ya' | |
| Leave this mothafucka sayin' what'd that mothafucka said | |
| Gimme the bud, the weed | |
| I puff like | |
| Elvis and the | |
| BeetlesThat gets blazed, then a couple soft | |
| MC's on pins and needles | |
| Niggaz that got beef with me better bring a heater or either bow | |
| Down to me, cut off you dick, | |
| Jesus, thats the reason | |
| I'm fuckin' with niggaz, wasup with dem niggaz, dats talkin' shit | |
| You better go fuck wit another nigga | |
| U cant handle this | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Certified | |
| Rhyme Busta, bitch nigga, bitch nigga, same nigga | |
| If I'm not that nigga, but that nigga from punks still come with | |
| The rif-raf, went from gold diggin', to gold chains | |
| I went from | |
| Club Train, | |
| Ta Soul Train fightin' like a | |
| Wild Coyote | |
| Like Capone, hot seller, keep your fuckin' deck deader | |
| Then a bad woodpecker, | |
| I don't like niggaz tryin' to run up on my shit | |
| And set, I'm the tarantula on the caterpillar | |
| Bitch I'll kill ya, catch more attention then oriental peacocks | |
| Phat rhymes, hot tracks, a full room of | |
| Reeboks, I've got the gift | |
| That'll make a bitch get off me spent like | |
| Charles Barkley so bitch | |
| Don't start me, who's that click use to be mobbin' in my hood | |
| Beware, here | |
| I go, get that boy good, come like, there | |
| I wasWhen were y'all idiots in the cut | |
| I raise the hacksaw, you jump back | |
| Now y'all niggaz don't want no trouble, can't stop us | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| I know y'all nigga know better than to fuck wit the man | |
| Don't ya, don't ya, nigga don't you know what my style can't be poached | |
| And every nigga around, probably got beef wit somebody but that's | |
| The same nigga between the fighters, | |
| I ain't got it | |
| I ain't got it | |
| When underground rules, will be the day my legs start to shake | |
| Another nigga, couldn't off throw me on skates, | |
| I'm the supplier | |
| The gasoline on your fire, got 'em dodge 'em | |
| Michael Tyler | |
| The drunken fighter y'all niggaz can't do what | |
| I do man fuck that, nigga | |
| Now motherfuck you, good | |
| Lord, the | |
| Rhymes come through | |
| So hardcore bitch, | |
| I got it if you bad enuff to take it, it's yours | |
| A lyrical ass whoopin' is what | |
| I'm cookin' hungry, spittin' all over | |
| Your room when you wasn't lookin' ain't no canibus | |
| The wrong nigga, with da mess you get the flatback like | |
| Rambo bitch | |
| You can't handle this | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn |
| zuo ci : Mystikal | |
| You would if you could but you can' t so you ain' t | |
| The minute | |
| I step in dis bitch, | |
| I hear, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Watch out for dat nigga, you can' t handle ' em for a period of time | |
| No one can match those rhymes to mine | |
| I' m top of the line | |
| Prickin' your ass like a porcupine, | |
| I know what to do | |
| To knock your stupid ass so bad it ain' t no challenge this ain' t | |
| No mothafuckin' fluke, this pure deep talent | |
| I' m gifted, explicit mistressed and explicit brand new home | |
| Same old nigga, | |
| I ain' t playin' with you bitches, why you niggaz | |
| Be rappin' like you' re scared and unprepared, | |
| I' m gonna' ve ya' | |
| Leave this mothafucka sayin' what' d that mothafucka said | |
| Gimme the bud, the weed | |
| I puff like | |
| Elvis and the | |
| BeetlesThat gets blazed, then a couple soft | |
| MC' s on pins and needles | |
| Niggaz that got beef with me better bring a heater or either bow | |
| Down to me, cut off you dick, | |
| Jesus, thats the reason | |
| I' m fuckin' with niggaz, wasup with dem niggaz, dats talkin' shit | |
| You better go fuck wit another nigga | |
| U cant handle this | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Certified | |
| Rhyme Busta, bitch nigga, bitch nigga, same nigga | |
| If I' m not that nigga, but that nigga from punks still come with | |
| The rifraf, went from gold diggin', to gold chains | |
| I went from | |
| Club Train, | |
| Ta Soul Train fightin' like a | |
| Wild Coyote | |
| Like Capone, hot seller, keep your fuckin' deck deader | |
| Then a bad woodpecker, | |
| I don' t like niggaz tryin' to run up on my shit | |
| And set, I' m the tarantula on the caterpillar | |
| Bitch I' ll kill ya, catch more attention then oriental peacocks | |
| Phat rhymes, hot tracks, a full room of | |
| Reeboks, I' ve got the gift | |
| That' ll make a bitch get off me spent like | |
| Charles Barkley so bitch | |
| Don' t start me, who' s that click use to be mobbin' in my hood | |
| Beware, here | |
| I go, get that boy good, come like, there | |
| I wasWhen were y' all idiots in the cut | |
| I raise the hacksaw, you jump back | |
| Now y' all niggaz don' t want no trouble, can' t stop us | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| I know y' all nigga know better than to fuck wit the man | |
| Don' t ya, don' t ya, nigga don' t you know what my style can' t be poached | |
| And every nigga around, probably got beef wit somebody but that' s | |
| The same nigga between the fighters, | |
| I ain' t got it | |
| I ain' t got it | |
| When underground rules, will be the day my legs start to shake | |
| Another nigga, couldn' t off throw me on skates, | |
| I' m the supplier | |
| The gasoline on your fire, got ' em dodge ' em | |
| Michael Tyler | |
| The drunken fighter y' all niggaz can' t do what | |
| I do man fuck that, nigga | |
| Now motherfuck you, good | |
| Lord, the | |
| Rhymes come through | |
| So hardcore bitch, | |
| I got it if you bad enuff to take it, it' s yours | |
| A lyrical ass whoopin' is what | |
| I' m cookin' hungry, spittin' all over | |
| Your room when you wasn' t lookin' ain' t no canibus | |
| The wrong nigga, with da mess you get the flatback like | |
| Rambo bitch | |
| You can' t handle this | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn |
| zuò cí : Mystikal | |
| You would if you could but you can' t so you ain' t | |
| The minute | |
| I step in dis bitch, | |
| I hear, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Watch out for dat nigga, you can' t handle ' em for a period of time | |
| No one can match those rhymes to mine | |
| I' m top of the line | |
| Prickin' your ass like a porcupine, | |
| I know what to do | |
| To knock your stupid ass so bad it ain' t no challenge this ain' t | |
| No mothafuckin' fluke, this pure deep talent | |
| I' m gifted, explicit mistressed and explicit brand new home | |
| Same old nigga, | |
| I ain' t playin' with you bitches, why you niggaz | |
| Be rappin' like you' re scared and unprepared, | |
| I' m gonna' ve ya' | |
| Leave this mothafucka sayin' what' d that mothafucka said | |
| Gimme the bud, the weed | |
| I puff like | |
| Elvis and the | |
| BeetlesThat gets blazed, then a couple soft | |
| MC' s on pins and needles | |
| Niggaz that got beef with me better bring a heater or either bow | |
| Down to me, cut off you dick, | |
| Jesus, thats the reason | |
| I' m fuckin' with niggaz, wasup with dem niggaz, dats talkin' shit | |
| You better go fuck wit another nigga | |
| U cant handle this | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Certified | |
| Rhyme Busta, bitch nigga, bitch nigga, same nigga | |
| If I' m not that nigga, but that nigga from punks still come with | |
| The rifraf, went from gold diggin', to gold chains | |
| I went from | |
| Club Train, | |
| Ta Soul Train fightin' like a | |
| Wild Coyote | |
| Like Capone, hot seller, keep your fuckin' deck deader | |
| Then a bad woodpecker, | |
| I don' t like niggaz tryin' to run up on my shit | |
| And set, I' m the tarantula on the caterpillar | |
| Bitch I' ll kill ya, catch more attention then oriental peacocks | |
| Phat rhymes, hot tracks, a full room of | |
| Reeboks, I' ve got the gift | |
| That' ll make a bitch get off me spent like | |
| Charles Barkley so bitch | |
| Don' t start me, who' s that click use to be mobbin' in my hood | |
| Beware, here | |
| I go, get that boy good, come like, there | |
| I wasWhen were y' all idiots in the cut | |
| I raise the hacksaw, you jump back | |
| Now y' all niggaz don' t want no trouble, can' t stop us | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| I know y' all nigga know better than to fuck wit the man | |
| Don' t ya, don' t ya, nigga don' t you know what my style can' t be poached | |
| And every nigga around, probably got beef wit somebody but that' s | |
| The same nigga between the fighters, | |
| I ain' t got it | |
| I ain' t got it | |
| When underground rules, will be the day my legs start to shake | |
| Another nigga, couldn' t off throw me on skates, | |
| I' m the supplier | |
| The gasoline on your fire, got ' em dodge ' em | |
| Michael Tyler | |
| The drunken fighter y' all niggaz can' t do what | |
| I do man fuck that, nigga | |
| Now motherfuck you, good | |
| Lord, the | |
| Rhymes come through | |
| So hardcore bitch, | |
| I got it if you bad enuff to take it, it' s yours | |
| A lyrical ass whoopin' is what | |
| I' m cookin' hungry, spittin' all over | |
| Your room when you wasn' t lookin' ain' t no canibus | |
| The wrong nigga, with da mess you get the flatback like | |
| Rambo bitch | |
| You can' t handle this | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn | |
| Oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn, oh shit, mothafucka, goddamn |