Lyrics:
ridin' by
And say hi to plenty liquors and I know it's a sin
And if ya tell me stop drinking I'll just do it again
So when I get old I'ma rock, roll,
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Ludacris (Bone Crusher) - 4X]
Get back and putcha life on the line (tell em)
Get back and putcha life on the line
Break bread nigga
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Ludacris (Bone Crusher) - 4X]
Get back and putcha life on the line (tell em)
Get back and putcha life on the line
Break bread nigga
times, but it's seven today
Ludacris in the back of your Chevrolet
Ah, ah, what's my name?
So magical I come and touch the game
You motherfuckers
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Ludacris (Bone Crusher) - 4X]
Get back and putcha life on the line (tell em)
Get back and putcha life on the line
Break bread nigga
the shows, who's f***in' with us?
You might as well have a badge, the way you cuff them b****es
I slut them b****es, then back to the door, like f*** them
back
But by hook or by crook I will
Hey! Hey!
Be my toy
Come on have a bet
We live on blood
We are Sparta F.C.
Hey! Hey!
We have to pay for
[Intro: Lil' Kim]
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
of the Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous niggaz
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
a drum roll 'fore I go on
Better back away from the front row, get launched
Show you I'm bigger than Dikembe Mutombo on the f- Jumbotron
I'm
see why these people always got my back
I done said so much f- up sh-, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by accident
I had a purpose
it back up, do it all again|Take you to the crib, and you can bring your friend|With this' you can get the '|[Chorus]|Got a redbone, she look
[Floyd Mayweather speaks]
[Luda:] Back up on dat ass ,
Back to put rappers on one knee like they bout to run 100 meter dash,
Bow down
for the unsuccessful man
But I can't see it anywhere on the newsstands
Maybe next week maybe next week
So I hit the arcade and then get back in the car
Na, na, na
Gonna have a good time
Na, na, na
Gonna have a good time
Hey, hey, hey
F is for all the
Fatties wearin' my shit
(Do you want me
And had me on the back of a motorcycle
Then crashed in the side of loco-motive with rap, I'm loco
It's like handing a psycho a loaded handgun
with it, if you want it, then come and get it
Steady in the gym, nothin' but curls like I'm Hasidic
Too sick with it, since back when my cap was fitted
I'll be just fine without you
And if I stumble, I won't crumble
I'll get back up and uhhh
I'ma still be humble when I scream, "F- you"
'Cause I'm
Ludacris.
[Ludacris]
Abra cadabra, welcome to the Luda show
ladies feast your eyes on the great what it do you for
not much to hear me spit it how I live it
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
get myself back in line
Because I recognize, I have been called, for such a time as this!"
You can't resist the change
And you're not condemned by
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
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
places
Pop pills, drink liquor by the cases
Get high, make a woman get low
In the strip club looking for familiar faces
People know me on a first name
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