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Yeh, ohh!
Check me out,

It love, hate, pleasure and pain
Fo' albums in the can and I'm in the game (what up?)
And last album, they don't like me to this
Debuted at #1 and more records than Elvis (shut up!)
what they tellin me, switch up your melody
Through with misdemeanors, they tryin to rappers felonies
So they can us up one at a time
But true writers stay FREE in one of our lines
And if you not I'm the cream of the crop
I'll KNOCK rappers off your 'til I get to the top!
Still you lookin at a man that's stable
Only nigga checks cut from four different labels
That Pillsbury dough, poke my guts
Still I walk around the like I'm broke as FUCK
So if you see me in your and I appear to be moody
It's cause I'm 'bout plans that's bigger than Serena booty
Me and Shaka still starvin and lookin for
And UP! Ludacris is almost out of his deal
I'm over ten sold, every album is CRACK
And for now I'm bout to carry Def Jam on my
Mad I hear you talkin way down at the bottom
Though I make big money, still small problems
The ramblin at the mouth, I don't PLAY THAT
I'm the best and I ain't got SAY THAT SHIT!