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

I be dat nigga Luda'
Alert alert it's the atllien
College water boy, spittin' in tha c-cooler
I jam till deaf, they call me slick dick da ruler
Women indeed, ya eyes closed
blows, come out dem clothes hoe
Low pros, low bows, out for the po-po
And I chose, to be dat one contender, southern offender
Fuckin' up ya whole

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

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

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

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

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

bitch niggaz is lame and come down wit da reigns
You all wet da ears but its a drought in ya brain
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 station man?
Shorty be poppin'
Man, let the name be
Who y'all 'bout

I be dat nigga dat lova
I'm nastier than thinkin' about yo' parents sex other
No glove, no love, betta yo dick to run for cover
So lightening strikes, you can be safe on a few rubbers
If you know what I
Not everybody is Mr and Mrs.
Some get burnt like Freddie Kruger, sweat
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 why they call me lova lova
Explainatruim
Ass
I bring 'em back to da like a '85 Delirium

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

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

Shondrez-zy on da
Playa to ya boy
College nigga
nigga, what wha
Ahh ahh ahh