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Some information about Block Lockdown Lyrics Title: Ludacris - Block Lockdown lyrics Artist: Ludacris Album: Word of Mouf Visitors: 7 visitors have visited Block Lockdown Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. (verse 1) I got permission to put your mama in a headlock She tried to took me in a finger four headlock She said she liked the way I stick and make the bed rock Or how I lick and leave her twisted like a dreadlock And it s on So stop the sweatin like a wristband And get some balance like a bike without the kickstand I think I changed the definition of a hit man Cause I could really give a fuck about that bitch man C mon We puttin holes in your residents And lose anybody for the right presidents We thugged out street niggaz wit intelligence So all that bullshit you yapin is irrelevant Oh yeah I represent the dirty south side I m a dentist Makin women open they mouth wide Could be in jail still running it on the outside Think not Then open up your mouth right But who care (hook) I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris tell em how the south sound I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris tell em how the south sound (verse 2) Comin to shady park is like a peep show It s some respectable ladies And it s some freak hoes I know killers that go to church up in they street cloths You ll end up missing more than shaq when shooting free throws They packin and about to open up the dope spot My neighborhood is stopping cars like a roadblock They moving weight like atlanta was moving boat rock Ain t catching them like seeing muslim eating pork chop Never happen And mean while I ve been thinking man Niggas started slaggin tapes like they slaggin kane Cause in the hood it s getting ugly like araggatang So if you tryin to stop the hustle Get the dangalang O.k. We tryin to make our own while house pant it black and start yelling our pipes out You try to tackle some players and you ll get psyched out They can t fuck wit us nigga You think they diked out So don t play (hook) (verse 3) Disturbing the peace we do that monkey shit Hey what can I say We got a monkey click Throw on them shades And make that funky shit And keep y all women away if they get funky Clit Understand We got that dro And it get rolled up You pay the price and still we got the block sewed up Ain t nothing nice A full house a make you fold up You pull a heist and try to jet and I m like hold up Got damn I need to say it on a mega phone And tell your sister to get the fuck up off the the telephone These fools is ticking me off like 50 metronome I m taking all of your money Just call me pebble tone Alright I get the pistol and the safe key You better tell yo bitch to follow you to safety I dare you wanna be heroes to try to chase me It s ludacris Won t leave no evidence to trace me know why Hottest songs from Ludacris : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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