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Some information about Southern Fried Intro Lyrics Title: Ludacris - Southern Fried Intro lyrics Artist: Ludacris Album: Chicken N Beer Visitors: 7 visitors have visited Southern Fried Intro Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. [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! Hottest songs from Ludacris : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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