Lyrics:
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
Each Glock got 30 shots
If it's a hunnit standin' on yo block
Cuz each Glock got 30 shots
If it's a hunnit standin' on yo block
Cuz each Glock got 30
"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose"
Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music
It's like a love-hate relationship
Ridin' in
its back to the block (Aye aye uh)
If rap don't work
If rap don't work we gon hit that motherfucking block
We gon' trap it out we gon hustle by any
co-signer I speak through my music I'm tighter
than any female in your camp, see I'm taking the title
these ghetto streets, these snakes hating on me
time
[Faded]
I do it for hip hop
I do it for hip hop
[Ludacris]
Now this is what they call poetry in motion
My soul bleeds on the paper, heart
from dreaming...
Then I woke up from dreaming
OLD BRUSH ARBORS
(Darrell Edwards - G. Ardis)
« © '66 Glad Music »
(Old Brush Arbors by
Ya watching movies with captions
Can't even tell me what happened
You talking but I don't see action
It's more than just music and rapping
It's more
day, new cars, new motherfuckin' deal
Hey
Hey, baby bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
We lost the music selector
Hey, baby
[Chorus: x2]
I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
Don't take me, For no cunt Homie, Aint no dummy
Pull up on, Your block Fuck it, Catch a homi
That's the, Sound Of big, Shirley
Who got the, Last
call
My down bitch, one who live by the code
Put this music shit aside, get it in on the road
Lotta quiet time, pink bottles of Rose
Exotic
and aim
Tryna get from the bottom to the top like the stock exchange
Shower, shit and shave and hit the corner for a block exchange
Amazing what my
by the people i followed i had around
I wasn't producing gold
My music it never sold
How i felt was never relevant
I just go with the flow
Now we,
a notch
The music knock through the system on the block
The music knock, m-music knock
The music knock when the DJ don't stop
The music knock when you take
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
slang shots
Hit G spots by giving hoes back shots
I'm a young country boy, long socks with flip flops
But I pull up on your block in the 500 Benz drop
my business by chiming me some paper
I got that spice like Cajun
Now You See Me 2, too turnt, No Sanaa Lathan
Bitch face it
Please Be humble you ain't
call
My down bitch, one who live by the code
Put this music shit aside, get it in on the road
Lotta quiet time, pink bottles of Rose
Exotic
the music industry man.
Ludacris and field mob,
Mouth to mic resuscitation.
Lets go.
can you handle it?
Eight away, bang in the back with the woofer
She said I get what I want
No matter who it hurts
Yeah that bitch she led me on
But I got to the top first
Took that note
Watch it float
Hang me by
don't kno what's up with me
That Riesling and rolling papers make it hard to see
But they wolves in sheep's clothing they produced by mike dean
Them
me, Not Once
Ay let me speak my piece of mind
My music is in my speakers played on rewind
I mix my shit at least three times
It is especially designed
.jpg/204px-Ludacris_2008_(cropped).jpg "Ludacris")
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