文本歌词

He's a hustler unbound by law
A self-made millionaire
With a wreckless disregard for the haters
Ludacris on Gangsta
A true entrepre-negro
CEO of Disturbing Tha Peace Records
He expended his empire into multiple profitable businesses
Including his Thai food restaurant Straits
Internet sites WeMix com
And my favorite MyGhetto com
The MVP of this rap sh*t
Luda I'm a hustler BALLER gangsta CAP PEELER
I stay strapped like your neighborhood trap dealer
I got rifles that blow ya below ya bible belt
And mac-11's that leave you wetter than Michael Phelps (woo )
But you'll be swimmin with the fishes
Softer than b**ches washin dishes fool what's the BUSINESS
I'm already rich so talk mo' figures (yup)
Spit 30 large for cigars of you hoe ni**az (oww )
I got gangstas that'll rearrange ya whole face
And put your casket on ice now that's a cold case (ha )
Never forget where you come or that block'll bang you
I keep my ear to the STREETS like a cocker spaniel
I cock and blast you into outer space
Break every bone in ya you so out of place
Boom without a trace you a bluff to block
I got some red beams let's play connect the dots
He's the biggest boss comin outta the M-I-yayo
Straight from the of Miami
To keepin it
Involved in many heated acts of violence
This goes deeper than rap sh*t
He's worth eight figures
So young ni**az boss up
I present to you Rick Ross the boss
I got a letter from the government the other day
I opened and read it it said want hustlers
Had a Lexus at 18 picture that
Got a Chevy with pictures on it from pitchin crack
B**ch I know Haitians we speakin Creole
B**ch I'm a D-boy still slingin kilos
I got twenty cars why exaggerate
It cost me five grand just to fill the gas tanks
Love the marble floors got the Greek pillows
Frontin at awards real street ni**az
I used to serve shake now I serve steaks
Three squares on the road call it 3rd Bass
Big a** face chop you in your laugh face
Shoot his a** aim defense is the last case
Keep Jewish friends the newest Benz
You in a pool of blood let me see you swim
Hailing from College Park Georgia
Authorities figured they must have been some sort of mob
Or illegal organization
According to authorities they made a quarter mil' a week
Selling they were some high-rollin hustlers
Tity Boi and Dolla Boy
Playaz Circle A K A the Duffle Bag Boys
Uhh I'm so sick I wrote this verse in a hospital
It's an election year I support struggle
(We roll like bicycles icicle flow)
(White liquor my ni**a stay on line with the blow)
I'm on time with the flow not a minute nor second late
Ain't no such thing as second place
(And every day I live heavyweight you ni**az featherweight)
(Fairytale tellin ni**az really need to take a break)
And the estate got a lake for a backyard
(The pool room product put it all on my sacks card)
For real (Yeah for real)
I'm ill I deal I did I will
(I got dogs like Cujo me and Tity two chains ridin in a two do')
B**ches catch kudos (you know)
Yeah we move weight like sumos
And kicks it with them b**ches like judo
SOUTHSIDE
Playaz Circle Rick Ross Ludacris
This has been another episode of Gangsta
Thanks for tunin in what's next for Luda
Well anything's possible in the (Theater of the Mind)