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Yeah come see this
Come see this ol' light mothafucka
I seen him and I'm
Disturbin' tha peace is the
tell these fake ass niggas who you are

I be dat named Luda'
Alert alert the atllien intruder
College water boy, spittin' in tha c-cooler
I jam till deaf, they call me slick dick da ruler
Women indeed, keep ya eyes
'Bow blows, out dem clothes hoe
Low pros, low bows, watch out for the
And I chose, to be dat numba one contender, southern
up ya whole agenda

When I you try to run
I run you try to hide
You skated the of my finger
me golden gley
Its you and I, do or die, who am I?
I got a pocket full of family stones, cats I'm sly

Oh why try, you one of dem niggaz that like to death
And I'm one of dem niggaz that rip up
Til there is no seats
You shit out wheat and fart out deep breaths
While we toss darts at the of y'all V-necks

Dat cries?
Oh dat nigga is
Dat nigga can't wit me thou
Let me get on da mic
Nigga, who da are you nigga

I be dat nigga bridges
Playaz wanna ball or go on strike 'cause of my
They think I they bitches
But I want no pigeons
Yet pigeons can my dishes
And y'all don't want no till y'all pull out y'all extensions

in school detention that'll Neva come out
Man I'll catch yo tendon and put a sock in yo mouth
'Cause we da shit in the south, they what I'm talkin' 'bout
You see we Jack and we Daniels, y'all Earl and
4-ize it out, lick it dry and tend it to flames
Not Joshua can come to war wit dis games

These bitch niggaz is and come down wit da reigns
You all wet behind da ears but its a drought in ya
And tha simple and plain man
W dot shh
(Man dat dude lauder's got some hotter hot shh)
Well da fuck up
Before you get da fuck up

on man
Hold on lil
talkin' 'bout shorty man
Shorty up at da radio station
Shorty be poppin'
Man, let the name be
Who talkin' 'bout

I be dat nigga dat lova
I'm nastier than thinkin' yo' parents sex each other
No glove, no love, betta yo dick to run for cover
So when lightening strikes, you can be on a few rubbers
If you what I mean
Not everybody is Mr and Mrs.
get burnt like Freddie Kruger, sweat dreams
Girls backin' dey ass up now 400 degrees ha

Hot girl, tryin' to to niggaz up on da block girl
Have you "Stop girl"
I rock worlds my 9 inch louieville slugga
Still wonder why they call me lova
Explainatruim
Ass
I bring 'em back to da future a '85 Delirium

Da Luda drug
On da prescription
You like my
And my doctor convention
I put da quite close to yo tittie
Have yo butt checks red man like Quilly

See me, see me
Ha ha ha
C E O
D T P
2-0
Fate

Shondrez-zy on da
Circle to ya boy
College park
Virgo nigga, wha
Ahh ahh ahh