Ludacris

[fox69]

"Say It To My Face"
(feat. Meek Mill)

"Say It To My Face"
(feat. Meek Mill)



[Chorus]
Hey, before I eat an MC I say my grace
Leave you dead without a trace
Got a problem with me, say it to my face
To my face, to my face, to my face, to my face, to my face
Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place!
Didn't your bosses ever tell you niggas you could be replaced
To the fans you's a disgrace, got a problem with me?
Say it to my face, to my face, to my face, to my face, to my face
Put a pussy ass nigga all in his place!

[Ludacris - Verse 1]
Ay, got a chopper, kinda like a helicopter
For any nigga that think its sweet
And you better call a doctor
Have you shaking like a maracas
Dripping like this beat
Blood spillin' like a faulty faucet
Plug his ass, 'fore you end up in the host
Put the gear in reverse
Then you better hit the fucking gas
You broke, now you bitter
But how the hell is a nigga start beef with me on his fucking twitter?
You know where I'll be, you know where I'll stay
I ain't that hard to find!
All upon my D, when the DTP boy, you're sweeter than a valentine!
How can you call yourself a man, boy?
You's Ludacris number one fan, boy!
Then you left, and you're gone, goodbye
Lazy eye don't miss you!
Then you signed to a nigga, who signed to a nigga, who signed to another nigga, smart move!
Boy, you dumb as hell!
You should take your soul and have an 'end of the summer sale'!
But all your records my theme songs?
Why? cause I'm still shopping of your ring tone!

[Chorus]

[Ludacris - Verse 2]
To you internet gangsta's
Facebook hoes, e-mail bullies, I can see your camel toe
Instead of talking to a nigga straight up, you rather send a text
Well, I think you a bitch, and you should change your sex!
Hiding behind your phone screen, better run the other way
You playing for the wrong team
Dick in the booty ass, nigga
Oh, take another dude to the movie ass, nigga
I can see you're Kit Kat, gimme a break, hit him in his face
How you keep it real when you know a nigga fake?
Better hit the brakes when you see me nigga shake
You going into convulsions, hater emotions and epileptic seizures
Put a nail in a nigga, your career is over, hang em up like Jesus!
Amen! Sayonara! Okay then
Next time you crying, tell a bitch, nigga!
But keep in mind, you's a bitch nigga!

[Chorus]

[Meek Mill - Verse 3]
Put a pussy ass nigga in his face with that tooly on my waist like "huh?"
I put it to his face then I ask a pussy ass nigga how taste like "huh?"
He said it taste like nah (nah)
Told 'em it's a glock 10 though
Niggas thinking it's been a game til the shots hit his body bend his ass like limbo
Give my shooters your info
Tell 'em right to your place, put 'em right in your face
Nigga like what you say?
Catch you night time and then brighten your day
Shots at your head, they don't like what you say
Coroners coming to wipe you away
Thang you with jiggy? Here right the [?]
Wherever you standing, that's right where you lay
Ya'll niggas run yo mouth just like a bunch of bitches
Pussy niggas talking just like a bunch of snitches
Lord be my witness, I ask for forgiveness
But if these pussy niggas keep running they mouth, I'ma give them the business
Heard you pussy ass niggas talking about me when I'm not around
Told another nigga, so he told another nigga and it got around
So I told the other nigga, go tell the other nigga, move out of town
Cause my dawg playing hard ball with the sawn off like you outta bounds

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Screwed Up"
(feat. Lil' Flip)

"Screwed Up"
(feat. Lil' Flip)



[Man coughs]
[Man talking]
Ah yeah, we sending this one out
From everybody I mean to everybody from the H-Town to the A-Town
To worldwide so get your lighters, get your drink
And I tell you what I'm so fucked up, and screwed up
If anybody try to blow my high, you know what I'ma tell 'em

[Chorus]
[(Man) Ludacris]
(Fuck you!) Fuck you!
(Fuck you!) Fuck you!
(Fuck you!) Fuck you!
(Fuck you!) Fuck you!
(I'm screwed up)

[Ludacris]
I feel better than I've ever felt before, Ah!
Intoxicated but maintaining self-control, Ah!
I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm loud and clear
I had some bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear
'Cause my magic tricks, are so fabulous
This shit's hazardous, got amateurs smoking canibus
If you mad at this, damn it then

[Chorus]

[Lil' Flip]
I made a, call to my dog, time to split the blunt and break it up
Three-wheel motion, purple potion, I gotta shake it up
I tried to kick the habit, but it keep calling me
Abracadabra, here's a magic trick, I smoked up all the weed
Zig-Zag's and golden wraps got my mind gone
Drugs don't affect my work, I still get my grind on

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
I'm leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup squeezer
Come close to my stash, and get treated as if I'm Ebeneezer
I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's call this the thrower potion
I'm screwed up, so no wonder things are in slower motion
I gots to have it,can't kick the habit, I've tried to shake it
The drug experiment stage if you mistake then

[Chorus]

[Lil' Flip]
I'm from Screwed Up Texas, we drive reckless, and then we peel off
You ain't had shit until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Jack Frost
Hit it twice but don't cough, you gotta take it man
If it's a record for smoking I'm 'bout to break it man
Me and Luda puffing budda, we in a black Cougar
On Zap Judas, you try to jack us we grab rugers

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
How can I say it plain?
That I'm off that Mary Jane
And if it's true what they say
Then I don't know how many cells is left in my fucking brain
But I'ma keep on writing and lighting
Minds of these hungry rappers
And tell the hood that I've hired niggers and fired crackers
On the Fourth of July, opens your eyes I'm joking stupid
I love all races but if you hating my music then

[Chorus]

[Lil' Flip]
I love my
Occupation we never have to take a piss test
Fuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm always getting rest
I wake to breakfest and head
You wake up to breakfast in bed
Should I drive my H2? Hmmm?
I'ma take the Lexus instead
Pimping ain't dead but I'll leave you niggaz
Dead from all this pimping
I'm riding spinners like a pimp
That's why I'm limping

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Off substances that's controlled
That's how this story goes
I popped the cap, broke the ice
And Lil' Flip done broke the mold
I'm so cold I think I, see dead people
Nah, that's just my homies passed out in the Regal
Believe it, the potency is so strong, if you notice me
I'm calm, cool, and collected and if you, disrespect it

[Chorus]

[Lil' Flip]
We doing this for them players that bank screw music
We don't pass out after 8 blunts, because we used to it
Me and Cris like cheech & chong
So hurry, break out the weed and the bong
'Cause if it ain't Grade A trees, we gotta leave it alone
And to my homie screw, you know I gotta hold it down
And if they want it then they gotta come and take the crown

[Chorus]

[Man talking]
Hahahahahaha So there you have it
Sending this one out to all my drinkers and all my smokers
United and lighted we stand inebriated we fall
And if you wanna pass the sobriety and breathalyzer test
Hear's a quick Luda tip some packets of mustard in your car
Keep mustard god damn it and whoever said the south can't rhyme

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Sex Room"
(feat. Trey Songz)

"Sex Room"
(feat. Trey Songz)



[Ludacris - Verse 1:]
Welcome to my little sanctuary
you've been looking so good all day
and you really got a nigga pretty anxious baby
better call your boss tell him that your daddy's home
take a couple days off
and take it off and leave nothing but your T-shirts and your panties on
feeling high but I'm hung real low looking sorta like a tripod,
so power down your cell phone and power up your iPod
power down your inhibitions and power up your inner freak
(yes... fuck)
it's the only words that you finna speak
its about to get real x-rated
can you handle what I'm 'bout to do
but enough about me let me think
should I be worrying about if I can handle you
damn right I'ma get that thing and I'ma put my name on it
all night I'ma whip that thing, all state better put a claim on it
I claim my territory, my tongue finna mark you up
you could be my fire cracker, my tongue gon spark you up
get ready for blast off, waterfalls gon splash off
you might lose around 4 or 5 pounds so get ready to sweat your ass off

[Trey Songz - Chorus:]
Welcome to my sex room
where your body meets my body
its our private afterparty
if you want it girl I got it in my sex room
candles and a pole sets your body to your soul
from the bed down to the floor, sex room
mirrors in the head board, even got a camcord
baby won't you dance in my sex room
Welcome to my sex room
where your body meets my body
its a private afterparty
if you want it girl I got it
in my sex room

[Ludacris - Verse 2]
Let the candles burn, Imma turn these lights down
and when your body gets hot, it'll get you licked up and iced down
nipples hard as rocks, lips as soft as cotton
your the apple of my eye, and I got you spoiled rotten
I'mma get my video camera, lets make a movie baby
you the star so as soon as I press record you got's to do me baby
you can stare all in the mirror, take a pic at how good you looking
Imma have your body smoking, take a look at what Luda's cooking
my arm underneath your leg leg
or behind your head is how I gots to get ya
right hand left hand all red in the bed like we've been playing twister
now I've got you tangled up and you caught all in my web
should I let you loose nah
I think I'll get the blindfold instead
you better get a couple towels baby
cos we about to slip and slide
you don't ever need a horse or saddle
I'mma give you this dick to ride
I'mma grant your every wish and fulfill your fantasy
aint nobody else allowed in the sex room
it's only you and me

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Sexting"

"Sexting"


[Chorus: Ludacris]
So I'm just sitting in this rehab class
Trying to get myself unhooked on ass
So then my teacher asked me a question
Like Ludacris are you over there sexting
Ha ha OMG lol KIT Smiley faces X and O's LMFAO
My girl went through my cell phone
My girl went through my cell phone
My girl went through my cell phone
My girl went through my cell phone
I said my girl went through my cell phone
[repeated]

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
So I'm getting treated for my sex addiction
In a private clinic and I need you to be sensitive about my condition
Cause I'm in it to win it and I really don't want to further disappoint my fans
And my teachers a cougar so I wish she'd lend a helping hand
Damn, calm down, BBC TXT or MSG
After class come with me and can I get a little bit of TLC
She replied what the f-ck
FYI you're gonna flunk
SMH it's such a shame
You ain't learned a damn thing

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
So I'm sitting in the crib just chillin and I'm minding my business
Got a text with a tongue out from a number I didn't recognize
I replied who is this
Quick back got a hit back
Said this is Stacy and I've been missing you
Had to change my number so I went and got a new phone and new tattoo
A what, a new tattoo wow,
Arrr yeaah, hurry click
Can you send a nasty pic
So I can see right where it is
and I promise I won't show my friends (yeah right)
She replied, well ok BTW by the way
SMH it's such a shame that you ain't learned a damn thing

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Ludacris]
So I pull up to the club stunting in a Yellow Lamborghini
Half bent, black tint, fine pussy make it a little hard to see me
Stepped out, fresh out headed straight for the door and to the VIP
Next thing I got a text from a freaky Latina saying is that you I see
Is that you papi
So I bbm'ed abbreviate yep and before the night gets too late
Let me hit you with a little Q&A
Can I tap that ass tta
She replied it all depends
It's me plus one can I bring my friends
And all I can think was that it's such a shame
That I ain't learned a damn thing

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Shake N Fries"
(feat. Gucci Mane)

"Shake N Fries"
(feat. Gucci Mane)



[Gucci Mane:]
Hey how you doin’, Ms. Lady? You so fine with it
I know you handlin’ business, can I get your 5 minutes?
Don’t be offended by me telling you you thick with it
Wit all that shake, can a player get some fries with it?
Wit all that shake, can a player get some fries with it?
Wit all that shake, can a player get some fries with it?
Don’t be offended when I tell you that you’re very pretty
Wit all that shake, can a player get some fries with it?
‘s Gucci

[Ludacris - Verse 1:]
That waist got a swivel to it
But that ass a Cali earthquake jiggle to it
She a stallion, no horseshit
You could fit that bitch’s booty on a forklift
Beep! Beep! Bitch back it up
I put my balls on the table, tell her rack ‘em up
Vanilla bed sheets, chocolate laid one way
Sprinkle my nuts on top — what a sundae, hey
Whipped cream cherry on top
And when I ain’t wit’ her, pussy on lock
Throw away the key, it’s a rap bitch!
Large shake and a Ludacris sandwich

[Hook]

[Gucci Mane:]
Yo, mama turned out, she so popular
You suckers can’t see her with binoculars
She’ll suck your pocket dry like Dracula
Her last boyfriend bought her an Acura
Don’t try to get all attached to her
She an alley-cat type — that chick’ll scratch you up
Like Bel Biv DeVoe said, "She’s dangerous"
Her old man used to snort angel dust
So, don’t be quick to judge, shorty bad as fuck
She’s the type that drive back with the bricks for bucks
She had a ballplayer dude but she fucked him up
He bankrupt, selling cars like an auctioner
It’s Gucci

[Hook]

[Ludacris:]
I’ve got a sausage for them hot cakes
And I be fuckin’ while you niggas out on hot dates
You all polite and open doors for her
While every night I put that blanket on the floor for her
These hoes be sprintin’ like it’s track ‘n’ field
Because this supersize dick is their Happy Meal
So for an extra value woody
Put this Big Mac into that Quarter-Pound pussy, yes!
It’s Ludacris "Mr. Slay-A-Bitch"
Unless that p-ssy is smelling like a Filet-O-Fish
Shoo Fly, ho! Kick the bucket
And niggas talking shit I bust ‘em in their chicken nugget

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"She A Trip"
(feat. Mac Miller)

"She A Trip"
(feat. Mac Miller)



[Intro:]
Why haven't I heard from you?
I've been busy
Well, have you at least thought about what we talked about?
Yea, about livin with you?
Yea, I thought about it
Why are you trippin

Oh you talkin bout that girl from up there up the street, right?
Oh, yea nigga I did
I heard about that bitch, man
Aye, she a trip

[Verse 1:]
I be like, I be like damn she got a way about her
And everybody always got something to say about her
She so fine, she so classy but that bitch mean
Everybody wanna throw a little dirt up on er but that bitch clean
Quit hatin on er, recognize er from a mile away
When she be walkin and it's hard to find the words to say
When she be talkin, disrespect it, pay no never mind
Well she just grill, undressin up, she known to take her time
And go and kill em
Hit the club and make these bitches sweat
Not even tryin
Turnin heads just off her silhouette
And I ain't lyin
I'm a say somebody taught her well
She'd never slip and I think she's out here castin spells
I'm tryna tell you shit

[Bridge:]
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
That bitch a trip
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
That girl a trip
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
Yea, that girl a trip

[Hook:]
Yea girl like that pussy stay wet
Fuck er, keep er in check
Girl if money have her impressed
She wanna ride with me on jets
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
She wanna ride with me on jets
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
(I'm tryna tell ya'll like I don't believe er)
She wanna ride with me on jets

[Verse 2:]
No matter what, she always on the grind
It seems she know just what to do to stay up on my mind
She send me pics of her naked pose and like in a magazine
I wanna hit it like a drum whenever she go and shake it like a tambourine
Yea, that percussion and she always got the latest bag
Her shoe game stupid and she never fights and never nags
She a keep it movin, got no time for games, lames
False claims, callin out names
Dames all in the same thing, man
End of discussion, what you thought she'll throw you for a loop
That was expected, you might even let er drive your coupe
She'll never wreck it
She respect the finer things, diamond rings, diamond chains
Down to carry Vera Wang's, get a grip
She a motherfuckin trip

[Bridge:]
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
That bitch a trip
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
That girl a trip
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
Yea, that girl a trip

[Hook:]
Yea girl like that pussy stay wet
Fuck er, keep er in check
Girl if money have her impressed
She wanna ride with me on jets
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
She wanna ride with me on jets
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
(Going crazy here, man)
She wanna ride with me on jets

[Verse 3:]
That bitch a trip if I ain't never seen it
I get up in the gut, she be telling to beat it like I fuckin mean it
I can't believe it
Got a nigga thinkin that maybe I done met my match
So I put her in the track and yes in fact you'll catch me spendin stacks
Ball up in sacks and I ain't never been the one to trip
Like what am I doing?
But it's something about the way that she ride that dick
My mind is ruined and she using it to her advantage
She love that I'm grown but I think she got some other victims
I'm not alone
Who woulda thought this bad bitch was out here pimpin?
'Cause a nigga sippin, rippin tags off the latest clothes and bags, she so bad
That she can't go nowhere without a bunch of niggas tryna holler
But she all about that buck and all about that mighty dollar

[Bridge:]
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
That bitch a trip
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
That girl a trip
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
Yea, that girl a trip

[Hook:]
Yea girl like that pussy stay wet
Fuck er, keep er in check
Girl if money have her impressed
She wanna ride with me on jets
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
She wanna ride with me on jets
She a trip trip trip trip trip trip trip trip
She wanna ride with me on jets

 

[fox69]

"She Said"
(feat. Fate Wilson)

"She Said"
(feat. Fate Wilson)



[Chorus: repeat 2x]
She said she never done it, she said she never tried
She's sittin there tellin a motherfuckin lie

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
She said she was a Christian and she grew up in the church (in the church)
Would stay a Virgin if for better or for worse (or for worse)
Had plenty friends and got offers all the time (all the time)
Swore up and down she was just one of a kind (of a kind)
She said she's loved, but she's never gotten pimped (gotten pimped)
Not dominated couldn't imagine, never dreamt (never dreamt)
And though she steady looking for the perfect man (perfect man)
To buy a ring and take her motherfucking hand (man)

[Chorus: repeat 2x]

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
She said her stuff was sacred, and her momma told her so (told her so)
and that she went and got it pierced on the low (on the low)
Can you believe she's been waiting for so long?(for so long)
to get a grade A certified shlong (certified shlong)
She said her parents never let her out the house (out the house)
Because they knew it was so dirty in the south (in the south)
She hates to boast, and you know she hates to brag (hates to brag)
but, man I gotta let her cat up out the bag (out the bag)

[Chorus: repeat 2x]

[Verse 3: Ludacris]
She said she never tried to take it in the butt (in the butt)
But, knew some ho down all around sluts (all around sluts)
She even said she never licked another girl (another girl)
and never had any chocolate, vanilla swirl (vanilla swirl)
She said that ring up in her tongue was for show (was for show)
and she would never be mistaken for a hoe (for a hoe)
She telling lies over 20 years old (20 years old)
I guess the game is to be sold, not told (Whoa!)

[Chorus: repeat 2x]

[Verse 4: Fate Wilson]
She said she had a nigga who was only there for rent (there for rent)
And wouldn't shake her booty for a red cent (red cent)
She said she never fucked 3 niggas at a time (at a time)
Til Lil Fate started fuckin with her mind (with her mind)
She said she couldn't see how women turn tricks (turn tricks)
And couldn't picture tryna suck a nigga dick (suck a dick)
She had respect, and wouldn't do nothing wrong (nothing wrong)
But, she the reason why we made this song (this song)

[Chorus: repeat 4x]

[Repeat 'til fade]
She's said she never done it

 

[fox69]

"Skit"

"Skit"


[Ludacris] You might as well put dat down we on our way to Cali to get some real dough
[Girl] Hello
[Ludacris] Waz up girl?
[Girl] Waz up baby? I miss you.
[Ludacris] I know
[Girl] When you coming out here?
[Man] Who da FUCK iz dat?
[Girl] Ahh Damn
[Man]I Don't play dat shit
[Girl] Owwwwwwwwww
[Man] Get off dis got dammn phone. Nigga who da fuck iz dis? I'm an OG Nigga
[Ludacris] Waz up nigga dis dis Luda.
[Man] Luda who nigga
[Ludacris] Luda
[Man] LUDA.. Luda... Ludacris?
[Ludacris] YE YE Yeah NIGGA
[Man] Ahh. Snap. Aye man how you know my girl? Man I got all yo albums. Man Back For The First
Time. Man ya know what I'm sayin'. I even got Incognegro man. Ahhh, man. My bad baby get up off da
floor. You didn't tell me it waz Luda. Ain't dat a bitch. My girl Fuckin Luda.
[Girl] HE HE HELLO?
[Ludacris] Yeaah, Ima call you back.

 

[fox69]

"Slap"

"Slap"


[Chorus - 2X]
I know it's strange
But my brain's gone really insane
And I'm off the chain
Sipping on a fifth of the Golden Grain
I feel like slappin a nigga today (slap slap)
Slappin a nigga today
I feel like slappin a nigga today (slap slap)
Slappin a nigga today
Slappin a nigga today

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
This morning, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed (bed)
I'm sick of people putting lies in my head (head)
I don't really wanna work, I'm tired
I hate my 9 to 5
And I'm thinking bout killin my boss today
Killin my boss today
I'm thinking bout killin my boss today (it's just a thought man)
Killin my boss today (yeah)

Yesterday my best friend died (died)
Somebody came and took his life (life)
Now I'm looking up at the sky
Have you ever seen a grown man cry?
And I'm asking why did you take him away?
Why did you take him away?
I'm asking why did you take him away? (why'd you take him)
Why did you take him away? (hey)

I need some money please (please)
I can barely make it on these streets (these streets)
Cause I got a couple mouths to feed
My baby's in dire need
So I'm thinking bout robbin a bank today
Robbin a bank today
I'm thinking bout robbin a bank today
Robbin a bank today (real talk)

Baby mama's at home and fussin' (fussin)
Callin up my mobile cussin' (cussin)
Always yappin about this and that
But she really don't be talkin bout nothin
Somebody take my pain away (Take my pain away)
Take my pain away (please)
Somebody take my pain away (hey)
Take my pain away (I can't take it)

[Chorus - 2X]

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
Somebody just broke in my ride (ride)
Snatched up everything inside (inside)
Even got my 45
How am I supposed to survive
When I know that my stereo's taken away
Stereo's taken away
When I know that my stereo's taken away (I need my music, man!)
Stereo's taken away (hey)

Gas prices are way too high
Rich people are way too fly
And I'm where I wanna be in my life
But why am I so behind
Is it cause I'm wasting my time away
Wasting my time away
Is it cause I'm wasting my time away (too lazy)
Wasting my time away (I can't help it)

My grandmama's nerves are bad (bad)
And everybody in the hood is mad (mad)
Cause President Bush could give a DAMN about our ass
So I don't wanna hear shit that he has to say (don't say nothin)
Shit that he has to say
I don't wanna hear shit that he has to say
Shit that he has to say (woo)

Troops gone and we still at war (war)
Nobody even really knows what for (what for)
Even more I'm scared to find what the world really has in store
Cause you know that tomorrow's not promised today (it's not promised man)
Tomorrow's not promised today
Cause you know that tomorrow's not promised today (live like today could be your last man!)
Tomorrow's not promised today (hey)

[Chorus - 4X]

 

[fox69]

"Southern Fried Intro"

"Southern Fried Intro"


[Intro]
Hey, yeah! I want all you proud sistas to stand up
I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your thing together
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya'
I told ya' how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing together
So come on now and get up to it yall

[Verse 1]
The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin' venom out his body wit' the dopest flows
And wonder why the line's around the corner
Cuz the little motherfucker has the dopest shows
So one time for my independant women and all the single mothers who be gettin' that cake
Two times for my dawgs pullin' triggers
And my niggaz in the kitchen that be flippin' that weight
East coast, west coast, midwest, dirty south
Then we took it all around the world
I got fans in retirement homes, to teenagers, to little bitty boys ans girls
Droppin' lyrical bombs up in ya' hood,
Non-stoppin', I'ma hit 'em till the block explode
Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you want?
I even got a little rock 'n' roll
The most creative, original, got 'em takin' subliminal
[Boom boom] cuz they cant get what I gots
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white flags, I'm hot!
And everytime I rhyme I'm puttin' rappers in the ground
Wit' lines that got 'em hooked like dope
They gotta make up they mind, because they runnin' outta time
And I'm about to make 'em choke
Better turn your stereo louder, listen up and let me preach
Let's get arrested for Disturbin' the Peace! (C'mon)

Man! This Disturbin' Tha Peace shit gettin' on my nerves
Boy I tell you the truth, know what I'm sayin'?
While he doin' shows, I'm in these skreets, know what I'm sayin'?
While he on tv, I'm in these skreets
And then my broad, my kid walkin' around singin' it
Boy, if they sing another verse, boy I swear
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm on another level though
I gotta car wash, I gotta shop on O' National
I got my own record label, you heard of us
The Posse Family Cartel, you know what I'm sayin', we real
Who this nigga thing he is?

[Verse 2]
I'ma house hold name, wit' game spittin' outta my mouth at all times
I spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin' in my blood, you can tell by the way I walk
Ooh lawd, more styles than a barber shop, call the cops
People in the way wanna baller block
Little do they know that I'm callin' shots
And I'm not to be fucked with
If you see me comin' 'round the corner, then duck quick, perpetrators can suck dick
I tried to tell 'em, but they dont wanna listen
I tried to shine 'em, but they dont wanna glisten, while the high hat keeps on tickin'
And the kick drum keep on pumpin', I'm dumpin' on the closest fools
Cuz rules were made to be broken, but you cant make broken rules
Hear what I'm sayin' or heard what I said
Hear what they playin', cuz thru this music I'ma still be heard if I'm dead
Call ya' producers, cuz I'm hurtin' these beats
I said it once, I'll say it twice, biatch, Disturbin' Tha Peace
C'mon

Yeah, folk
The King of the kings has spoken
ATL shawty! Hood to hood, block to block
We bouta let our nuts hang!
Disturbin' Tha Peace!
We dont die, we multiply
We makin Def Jam history
Thanks for gettin' the CD shawty!