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track or you shooting shit
Pow pow
He got mixed up with Ludacris
Move bitch
They don't like me they saying I'm rude and shit
He don't like me but still in

Choo Choo Ch'boogie

Foghat

Zig-Zag Walk

1983

whoo ch'boogie
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack

I'm gonna settle down by the railroad track
And live the life

you know we couldn't care
Less if you a chick
The tech popping like a question get it right
Triggers mic
Put a niggas wife in the air like Ludacris

woo-woo
Woo-woo, ch'boogie, choo-choo, choo-choo, ch'boogie
Take me right back to the track, jack

Gonna settle down by the railroad track
Live the life

a prophet 
So stop it or drop it popping and mopping
Up remains of the sobbing
Ho's get left on read by Neff
Who foul but all refs they knowing best
Fuck with

a prophet 
So stop it or drop it popping and mopping
Up remains of the sobbing
Ho's get left on read by Neff
Who foul but all refs they knowing best
Fuck with

tracks

Blackjack Never look back
7 days a week I got a monkey on my back
Life is passing by Time you’ll never get back

Blackjack Never look back
You’re

nigga

Ooowww I be rolling around
You smell the skunk by the pounds
Headed upstate to get this off
Hit me cause I'm in town
Back and forth me and my girl

stupid
Lookin' back deja viewin' my attack
I ain't gotta bash your raps
Cuz I know my shit ain't wack
I put it all on the track
Compete till I'm blue

sea food

i just drop bars on a beat and kill shit too

my gut came back like i’m ludacris equal

probably die of diabetes how these niggas sugarcoat

i

music
Instead i’ve been losing it, using it
Just to get by on some stupid shit
Make up for all of my ruthlessness
Screaming fvck love ain’t no cupid shit

on my way (way); let me stop by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7, need a natural graze road
I'm

Ludacris, lil nigga get back
You gotta know all my niggas wit dat
Don't cross the line if you ain't got shit to back it
Know a nigga stole my style if he mix

Working on these tracks every day n night
Working everyday so i can get it right 
Working on these tracks every day n night
Working on these tracks

Ring the Alarm

Philly's Most Wanted

Ring the Alarm

2004

Somebody ring the alarm
Somebody ring the alarm

You better run fore this gun get used off, no doubt
Be +Ludacris+ for you niggaz not to +Roll

getting it
I had a shorty paying bills and then she stopped
Cause every time we meeting, I ain't solid it's the Glock
I'm backseat king though in the back

Bubble Pop Electric

Gwen Stefani

Love.Angel.Music.Baby. [Deluxe Edition]

2004

like a track meet
(Come to me, drive-in movie)
Bubble pop electric, you've gotta get it
(Straight to me, drive-in movie)
Take it to the back seat,

Talking: “478 goat. UNO. Don’t talk me to death nigga”

VERSE ONE:
Went to sleep counting up blue money (benjis)/woke back up to some new money

to win

Lil nigga step back, You getting to close, I throw up them bows, Like Ludacris
You not from the road, you need to just quit
I'm havin goals, no

I'm blue
Or I'm mad, try to sing a tad out of tune
In the zone, betcha know what flows and what don't
If it don't, call it whack, get back in the zone

never catch me lacking, yeah no way
You know I'm true to this not new to this
Walking by the bitch, ain't showing love
Hoe I ain't Ludacris
Swear she

My niggas still carry pool sticks
Yea
Gotta move bitch (Get out the way!)
I feel like I’m LUDACRIS
That bitch want me and I gave her mixed feelings

flight
Every moment I flashback
Rewind
It just ends up
Another day to just fade
My eyes
Alone to get high
Just get by
Cause ain't no love in my city

Walk in my city, I feel like Jesus walking
Put it in sport, and you know ion get to talking 
You know that I'm cool and I play by the rules

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