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 |