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Tribute to Ludacris [Tribute Sounds] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tonight: Bebop Plays the Music of Ludacris (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Ludacris (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Beat Aint Jammin (Chuckie Freeze) · T'aint What You Do It's The Way That You Do It (Ella Fitzgerald) · Aint' No Easy Way (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · Worried Blues, CD A (Frank Hutchison) · Texas Worried Blues: Complete Recorded Works 1927-1929 (Henry Thomas) – and 90 other albums »


as my family straight, you know homeboy I ain't worried
Ho, naw, I ain't worried, ain't worried bout 'em
Ain't worried bout 'em, naw

The illest nigga
I guess you know by now that you ain't the only one

Yeah, sweet things, sweet things
Sweet things that you promised me
Yeah, seemed to go up in
I guess you know by now that you ain't the only one

Yeah, sweet things, sweet things
Sweet things that you promised me
Yeah, seemed to go up in
I guess you know by now that you ain't the only one

Yeah, sweet things, sweet things
Sweet things that you promised me
Yeah, seemed to go up in
Yes, I guess you know by now you ain't the only one
Baby, sweet things that you promised me babe
Seemed to go up in smoke
Yeah, vanish like a dream baby
fun 
Yes, I guess you know by now you ain't the only one 
Baby, sweet things that you promised me babe 
Seemed to go up in smoke 
Yeah, vanish like
fun 
Yes, I guess you know by now you ain't the only one 
Baby, sweet things that you promised me babe 
Seemed to go up in smoke 
Yeah, vanish like
thangs, we be bout 'em

[Ludacris]
I'm kinda hopin that maybe you want to kick it in the L.A.C.
So later on we'll be rollin
Drop-tops I'm hittin yo'
on

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
No matter how much older we get man, we all still children at heart
We all make mistakes, it's all good

Now I've tried plenty
bumber every thing is ok

What you say
We cruise down the block
Droolz on my watch
Fools on mah truck
So turn this tuuune up a notch
Cause mah whip game's
and I'm doing alright
Ain't worried 'bout nothing except the man I wanna be
I'm thinking it's time to be livin' the rhyme
When I'm singing a song about
of the night

[Ludacris]
It's inevitable and incredible, listen, it's Luda!

By the end of the night you goin' be wanting to marry a nigga
Cause I make 'em
fun 
Yes, I guess you know by now you ain't the only one 
Baby, sweet things that you promised me babe 
Seemed to go up in smoke 
Yeah, vanish like
worried about it
Long as this paper stackin' on
I ain’t worried bout it
Let these hoes be hoes is all we know
We ain't worried about it
Get this cash
was somethin bout the way
The blue lights were shinin
Bringing out the freedom in your eyes
I was too busy watching you
Going wild child
To be worried
too busy watching you
Going wild child
To be worried about going to jail
You were thinking that
Running for it
Would make a good story
I was thinking
in your eyes
I was too busy watching you
Going wild child
To be worried about going to jail
You were thinking that
Running for it
Would make
the price and still we got the block sold up
Ain't nothin nice a full house don't make you fold up
You pull a heist and try to jet and I'm like
Hold up,
(tell 'em!)
Talking 'bout what they got and they ain't got a damn thing
How you own three cars but you don't own your own name? (woo!)
Get your
'bout it, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't shit they could do to me
Still rocking, still rolling
We holding, bill folding, you know it
When I start
'bout it, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't shit they could do to me
Still rocking, still rolling
We holding, bill folding, you know it
When I start
talkin', trick
We got grip, but we ain't spendin' shit
You and your friends, stop pretendin' trip

[Ludacris]
Let a nigga get nut pushed, better yet let
ATL we about to get it crunk tonight
Where we going?

[CHORUS]
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step off in this club
'Bout to get bent in this
Brothers, we eat the 'shroom and get power
Now eat your sour powers, and use your dental floss
What does being mental cost? If you ain't knowing you already
And I ain't talkin bout vacation if I say that I'm packin
Hear that hunger in my voice and all the pain in my eyes
If this the only chance I get to you