Block Lockdown (Album Version|Explicit) - Ludacris/Infamous 2-0

Shout to Shaka Zulu my man Shawn Taylor

it's goin down

Yeah Funk Flex Volume Fo'

Disturbin The Peace Def Jam South

'Cris (yeah) you ready

Oh it's my turn Aiight

I got permission to put ya mamma in a headlock (what )

She tried to jook me in a figure-fo' leg lock (ohh)

She said she like 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

Cuz I could really give a f**k about that b**ch man c'mon

We puttin holes in your residence

And lose anybody for the right president

We thugged out street niggaz with intelligence

So all that b******t you yappin is irrelevant

Oh yeah I represent the Dirty Southside

I'm a dentist makin women open they mouth wide

You be in jail still runnin it on the outside

Thank not then won't ya open up ya mouth riiiight but who cares

I got my corner on lockdown

About to hold this whole block down

Ludacris tell um how the South sound

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Comin to Shady Park is like a peep show

It's some respectable ladies and there some f***k hoes

I know killers that go to church up in they street clothes

You'll end up missin more than Shaq when shootin free throws

They packin and bout to open up the d**e spot

My neighborhood is stoppin cars like a roadblock

They movin' weight like Atlanta was movin boat rock

And catchin ums like seeun Muslims eatin pork chops - never happen

And meanwhile I been thinkin man

Niggaz been slangin tapes like they slangin 'caine

Cuz in the hood its gettin ugly like orangutang

So if you tryin to stop the hustle get the dangalang

Okay we tryin to make our own White House

Paint it black and start yellin our f**kin pipes out

You try to tackle some players and you'll get psyched out

They can't f**k with us niggaz you think they dyked out so don't play

Disturbin The Peace we do that funky sh*t

Hey what can I say We got a monkey clique

See Dre'll throw on them shades and make that funky sh*t

And keep y'all women away if they got funky clit

Understand we got that dough and it get rolled up

You pay the price and still we got the block sold up

Ain't nothin nice a full house don't make you fold up

You full of heist and try to jet and I'm like -

Hold up god damn - I need to say it on a megaphone

And tell your sister get the f**k up off the telephone

These fools is tickin me off like fifty metronome

I'm takin all of ya money just call me Pebbletone

Alright I got the pistol and the safe key

You betta tell your b**ch to follow you to safety

How dare you wanna be heroes and chase me

It's Ludacris won't leave no evidence to trace me you know why

Funky sh*t oh

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