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Ludacris - Southern fried intro

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[Intro]
Hey, yeah! I want all you proud sistas to stand up
I want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
Brothers and Sisters if you know you got your thing together
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin to tell ya

together
So come on now and get up to it yall

[Verse 1]

flows
And wonder why the line s around the corner
Cuz the little motherfucker has the dopest shows

that cake
Two times for my dawgs pullin triggers
And my niggaz in the kitchen that be flippin that weight
East coast, west coast, midwest, dirty south
Then we took it all around the world
I got fans in retirement homes, to teenagers, to little bitty boys ans girls
Droppin lyrical bombs up in ya hood,
Non-stoppin , I ma hit em till the block explode
Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you want?
I even got a little rock n roll
The most creative, original, got em takin subliminal
*Boom boom* cuz they cant get what I gots
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya white flags, I m hot!
And everytime I rhyme I m puttin rappers in the ground
Wit lines that got em hooked like dope
They gotta make up they mind, because they runnin outta time
And I m about to make em choke
Better turn your stereo louder, listen up and let me preach
Let s get arrested for Disturbin the Peace! (C mon)

Man! This Disturbin Tha Peace shit gettin on my nerves
Boy I tell you the truth, know what I m sayin ?
While he doin shows, I m in these skreets, know what I m sayin ?
While he on tv, I m in these skreets
And then my broad, my kid walkin around singin it
Boy, if they sing another verse, boy I swear
Know what I m sayin ? I m on another level though
I gotta car wash, I gotta shop on O National
I got my own record label, you heard of us
The Posse Family Cartel, you know what I m sayin , we real
Who this nigga thing he is?

[Verse 2]
I ma house hold name, wit game spittin outta my mouth at all times

danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo s-spine, by the way I talk
And it s pimpin in my blood, you can tell by the way I walk
Ooh lawd, more styles than a barber shop, call the cops
People in the way wanna baller block
Little do they know that I m callin shots
And I m not to be fucked with

dick
I tried to tell em, but they dont wanna listen

tickin
And the kick drum keep on pumpin , I m dumpin on the closest fools
Cuz rules were made to be broken, but you cant make broken rules
Hear what I m sayin or heard what I said
Hear what they playin , cuz thru this music I ma still be heard if I m dead
Call ya producers, cuz I m hurtin these beats
I said it once, I ll say it twice, biatch, Disturbin Tha Peace
C mon

Yeah, folk
The King of the kings has spoken
ATL shawty! Hood to hood, block to block
We bouta let our nuts hang!
Disturbin Tha Peace!
We dont die, we multiply
We makin Def Jam history
Thanks for gettin the CD shawty!

Inne utwory

  • Money maker
  • Come on over
  • Shake dat shit
  • P-poppin
  • End of the night
  • Grab it
  • Da game got switched
  • Howhere
  • John Madden 2000 theme
  • Girls gone wild
  • Stop lyin
  • The potion
  • Hood stuck
  • Screwed up
  • Block lockdown
  • Pussy popping
  • Losowe utwory

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    Já faz uma centena
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    A noite anunciou
    O brilho das estrelas
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