Текст (слова) песни: Ludacris - Southern Fried Intro

[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`

I told ya` how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing together

So come on now and get up to it yall

[Verse 1]

The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin` venom out his body wit` the dopest flows

And wonder why the line`s around the corner

Cuz the little motherfucker has the dopest shows

So one time for my independant women and all the single mothers who be gettin` 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

I spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the 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

If you see me comin` `round the corner, then duck quick, perpetrators can suck dick

I tried to tell `em, but they dont wanna listen

I tried to shine `em, but they dont wanna glisten, while the high hat keeps on 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!

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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` I told ya` how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing together So come on now and get up to it yall [Verse 1] The incredible, untouchable nigga spittin` venom out his body wit` the dopest flows And wonder why the line`s around the corner Cuz the little motherfucker has the dopest shows So one time for my independant women and all the single mothers who be gettin` 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 I spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the 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 If you see me comin` `round the corner, then duck quick, perpetrators can suck dick I tried to tell `em, but they dont wanna listen I tried to shine `em, but they dont wanna glisten, while the high hat keeps on 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! Нравится песня? 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