[Funkmaster Yeah Dirty South - Ludacris Shout to Shaka Zulu, my man Shawn .. it's goin
Yeah, Funk Flex, Fo' Disturbin The Peace, Def Jam 'Cris (yeah) you
Oh my turn? 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 twisted a dreadlock, and it's on So stop the sweatin a wristband And get some balance like a bike the kickstand I think I changed the of a hit man 'cause I could really give a about that bitch man, c'mon! We holes in your residence And lose for the right president We thugged out niggaz with intelligence So all that you yappin is irrelevant Oh yeah, I the Dirty Southside I'm a dentist makin women open mouth wide You be in jail still runnin it on the Thank not then won't ya open up ya mouth riiiight, but who
[Chorus: 2X] I got my corner on About to hold whole block down tell 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 some 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 when shootin free throws They packin and bout to open up the dope My neighborhood is stoppin like a roadblock They movin' weight like Atlanta was movin boat And catchin ums like Muslims eatin pork chops - never happen And meanwhile I been man Niggaz been slangin tapes they slangin 'caine 'cause in the its gettin ugly like orangutang So if you tryin to stop the get the dangalang Okay, we tryin to our own White House Paint it and start yellin our fuckin pipes out You try to tackle some and you'll get psyched out They can't fuck us niggaz you think they dyked out, so don't play
3] Disturbin The Peace, we do that shit Hey, what can I We got a monkey clique See Dre'll throw on shades, and make that funky shit And keep y'all women away if they got clit Understand, we got that and it get rolled up You pay the price and still we got the sold up Aint nothin nice a full don't make you fold up You full of heist and try to jet and I'm - hold up, god damn - I to say it on a megaphone And tell your sister get the fuck up off the These fools is tickin me off like fifty I'm takin all of ya just call me Pebbletone! Alright? I got the and the safe key You betta tell bitch to follow you to safety How dare you be heroes and chase me It's Ludacris wont no evidence to trace me, you know why?
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