Текст песни Can't Do It Lil (feat. Derrick Diesel) - The Game feat. Derrick Diesel

Ca-ca-ca-can't do it like me, can't do it like me
That shit man, in the long white tee
Can't do it like me
Can't do it like me, can't do it like me
Can't do it like me (skert, skert, skert, skert, skert!)
Can't do it like me, can't do it like me
Fuck with Louis, we don't do the Prada
Can't do it like me
Can't do it like me, can't do it like me
But you heard, you ain't nothin' like me (skert, skert, skert, skert, skert!)
Can't do it like me
Haa, da-da dat Montana
It's Derrick D, now I think it's clear to see
This industry is scared of me
Fair to say that I'm a g
No, I'm not a follower, I suggest you follow me
No-no cream but, they like it, they just be frontin'
Mad at me, when I stomp on the cram
I be fuckin' three bitches, you be chilllin' wit' your man
The world was for the taking and I got it in my hand
I pull up in the pencil, like I do it for the gram, yeah!
Like I do it for the gram, yeah!
Fuck your bitch and her sister, she gon' do it for the band, yeah!
She gon' do it for the band, yeah!
I'm the motherfuckin' man
In the vit, poppin' bottles, I be standing on the sofa
So many bottles, everybody think they know ya
Hoes lining up, 'cause they all wanna blow ya
And he doin' lines, 'cause they know I got the blow, yep!
Dat Montana, da-da-dat pure coka
I-I-I be getting money, I thought I told ya
If your name rhyme with bitches, you are not a soldier
I been getting money, you are just a loner
We be in the penthouse, balling like the owners
Ca-ca-ca-can't do it like me, can't do it like me
That shit man, in the long white tee
Can't do it like me
Can't do it like me, can't do it like me
Can't do it like me (skert, skert, skert, skert, skert!)
Can't do it like me, can't do it like me
Fuck with Louis, we don't do the Prada
Can't do it like me
Can't do it like me, can't do it like me
But you heard, you ain't nothin' like me (skert, skert, skert, skert, skert!)
Can't do it like me
I'm-I'm 'bout it doe, I'm-I'm-I'm 'bout it doe
Feel like C-Murder, don't leave crib without it doe
Ta-ta-take a bitch to the mall, buy the bitch eve'ything
Ai-ai-ain't no trigger, but she get that whole wedding ring I wouldn't share
Ev-ev-ev-eve'y time nigga slide through, shit lit
From Westside Compton, where nigga grew up
Selling dime bags, fighting pits
That's my hood nigga (that's my hood nigga)
It ain't no all good, nigga
Compton, the Inglewood nigga (Westside)
Back down in Long Beach, Glock 45, gotta long reach
Taking nigga right out it his Js
And you die, 'cause you's went, in wrong sneeze, it's the hood nigga (it's the hood nigga)
Ev-ev-ev-eve'y time nigga slide through, shit lit
Backyard boogie, [?], everybody find nigga (it's lit!)
(It's lit!)
Sippin' on the forty (It's lit!)
Bangin' in forty (It's lit!)
Slangin' them quotas (It's lit!)
From Capitola, Cedar block, to Westside Piru (Piru)
Come through this motherfucka, without the hood pass your ass through
Ca-ca-ca-can't do it like me, can't do it like me
That shit man, in the long white tee
Can't do it like me
Can't do it like me, can't do it like me
Can't do it like me (skert, skert, skert, skert, skert!)
Can't do it like me, can't do it like me
Fuck with Louis, we don't do the Prada
Can't do it like me
Can't do it like me, can't do it like me
But you heard, you ain't nothin' like me (skert, skert, skert, skert, skert!)
Can't do it like me
I'm-I'm a fuckin' g, Derrick D yeah I told ya