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