[Funkmaster Yeah Dirty baby - Ludacris Shout to Shaka Zulu, my man Taylor .. goin down
Yeah, Funk Flex, Fo' The Peace, Def Jam South 'Cris (yeah) you
Oh it's my Aiight.. I got permission to put ya mamma in a (what?) She to jook me in a figure-fo' leg lock (ohh) She said she like the way I stick and make the bed or how I lick and leave her like a dreadlock, and it's on So stop the like a wristband And get balance like a bike without the kickstand I think I the definition of a hit man 'cause I could really give a fuck that bitch man, c'mon! We holes in your residence And lose anybody for the right We thugged out niggaz with intelligence So all that bullshit you yappin is Oh yeah, I represent the Dirty I'm a dentist makin women open they mouth You be in jail runnin it on the outside Thank not then ya open up ya mouth riiiight, but who cares?
[Chorus: 2X] I got my on lockdown to hold this whole block down Ludacris um how the South sound UUH AH, UH UH UH BUDDAH-LAA UHH AH uh oh uh oh uh oh
2] Comin to Shady is like a peep show It's some respectable and there some freak hoes I know killers that go to church up in they clothes You'll end up missin more than Shaq when shootin free They packin and bout to open up the spot My neighborhood is cars like a roadblock They movin' weight Atlanta was movin boat rock And catchin ums like seeun eatin pork chops - never happen And meanwhile I thinkin man Niggaz been slangin tapes they slangin 'caine in the hood its gettin ugly like orangutang So if you to stop the hustle get the dangalang Okay, we tryin to our own White House Paint it black and start yellin our fuckin out You try to tackle players and you'll get psyched out They can't with us niggaz you think they dyked out, so don't play
3] Disturbin The Peace, we do funky shit Hey, what can I We got a monkey clique See Dre'll throw on them shades, and make that funky And keep y'all women away if got funky clit Understand, we got dough and it get rolled up You pay the and still we got the block sold up Aint nothin a full house don't make you fold up You full of heist and try to jet and I'm - hold up, god damn - I need to say it on a And tell your sister get the fuck up off the These fools is tickin me off like metronome I'm all of ya money just call me Pebbletone! Alright? I got the and the safe key You tell your bitch to follow you to safety How dare you wanna be heroes and me Ludacris wont leave no evidence to trace me, you know why?
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