I Can’t Stand lyrics

[Intro: Hussein Fatal]
(Yo Dizza what up man?)
n*ggas be thinkin' they sayin' sumn' (sh*t)
They little bit of ho's
We done ran through
You know
It's just a matter of time
Aything in the dark come to light
Y'all gotta know
Listen

[Verse 1: Hussein Fatal]
Nah, you ain't my dog, kitty-cat-ass-n*gga
No I don't like you when you see me give-me dap-ass-n*gga
You don't know? Talkin' slick get you clapped fast n*gga
Po' n*gga out-the-backdo'-at-the-show-n*gga
I f*ck with dough n*ggas ready fo' wo n*ggas
That'll send po' n*ggas lookin' for old n*ggas
You don't even know [?] you ain't know Dizza
Was f*ckin' with Rap-A-Lot and not stranded on the row n*gga
Peaceful n*gga, you a weak flow n*gga
A park around the corner from the repo n*gga
sh*t was all good just a week ago n*gga
Run n*gga, talkin' and ain't got a gun n*gga
I'm a hot t n*gga, drop three n*gga
At gun point, you one of those not me n*ggas
Now you a court n*gga, come up short n*gga
A f*ck you Fatal you ain't even from North n*gga
Might drop a pack n*ggas, I c*ck back n*ggas
Like Hussein what's crackin' where 'Pac at n*gga?
My blackout n*ggas, back out n*ggas
Oh you trade one two piece and crap out n*gga
Oh no dough, then have the mak out n*gga
My brrat n*gga, puttin' like fifty in ya back n*gga
Act quick n*gga, you get blicked n*gga
It's Rap-A-Lot mafia now talk slick n*gga
[Chorus: Hussein Fatal]
I can't stand n*ggas hate snake b*tches
So if I ain't with my peeps I don't take pictures
You ho's is crazy and you dealin' wit' fake n*ggas
Goin' all out they way wantin' to hate n*ggas

[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
You's a snake b*tch, come get me late b*tch
Lucky to get McDonalds, screamin' get me steak b*tch
Takin' these dumb n*ggas on the Ricky Lake b*tch
Strip b*tch, burnt out, you look sick b*tch
Cramp my style b*tch, hampa gown b*tch
Can't iron ya clothes, but quick to champ 'em out b*tch
A ugly toe b*tch, f*ck after the show b*tch
Hold up what time it is, I gotta go b*tch
You's a easy b*tch, a sleazy b*tch
Monsta lookin' dirty kneed greasy b*tch
Where my pretty b*tches? Nice titty b*tches
Send 'em to the smoke spot Six foot fifty b*tches
My bank roll ho's answer me first b*tches
Visa and Mastercard family first b*tches
My quick dro b*tches, spit fo' b*tches
That stay at the clinic, and love the di*k grow b*tches
I can't stand b*tches you don't know nan b*tches
Oh yeah that's my girl but I'm f*ckin' her man b*tches
A send 'em on a trip and be sniffin' a gram b*tches
Disgusting b*tches, hatin' who I'm f*ckin' b*tches