2011 BET Hip Hop Awards - Uncut Cypher

[Verse 1: Reek Da Villian] Aye yo, weak minded bitches fall victim because my charm's strong Jazzy pair of Louis on my feet, Shoey Armstrong Ma couldn't be my cheerleader with platinum pom-poms She the type to misrepresent a king like Lebron's mom Beating on my chest with a crown, King Kong Don Langston Hughes, I write a poem that do the Bible Psalms harm These other rappers want problems, then bring it on umm This rapping beef is nothing, my studio's an Islam farm And all cowards'll become victims of man Keep a 5th of Remy and a stick of piff in my hand Yeah they fly but I'm a pilot that no one can understand Plus the way I go ham'll make a Muslim say 'Damn.' Hustle hard, trips to Miami for three days So I can meet with the connects and get the D. Wade Run up in the Gucci store and drop 3k You bum, I could get your whole outfit out of BJ's Lyrical scientist, leaving mics with psoriasis All this work that I'm shitting is Michael Myer's psychiatrist Pyrex supply assist, who be lying stiff when the iron spits I come alone, just me and one 9 Johnny [Unitas] And let my bitch serenade through these slums And blow so much loud, I need a hearing aid for my lungs And as far as metaphors, rate this I was a snail til haters threw salt on me and I dissolved into greatness [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] What goes around comes around like a hula hoop Hair weave killa, I'll show up to your funeral All this work, I need a cubicle Clear coat cuticle, different color diamonds like a Rubix Cube If this was New Edition, I'll be Bobby Brown Put the check over your head and call it Nike Town How could I be down, Free Boosie, wipe me down My credit card is black and proud I've been trapping since huaraches had the ankles out I'm going to the money and I took the paper route Uh Yeh, I'm hood approved and I'm street tested You a nobody............ anorexic If you stay next to me, you're close to a blessing So, I'm guessin, I could get arrested - For aggravated flexing, with all this ice on My mic on, I apply pressure like a python And everybody know this that body flow, bench press, cardio They try to cramp a nigga style like a Charlie horse Yeh, they plot on you, and they drop on you I put a Glock to your eye and call it glaucoma Bow! From 30 nights of sipping dirty sprite I call this shit Bluetooth because I don't need a mic, 2 Chainz... [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] I said "Please Stephen Hill, don't even put me in a cypher.' There's only one outcome when I get a little hyper You gonna start seeing niggas getting nervous with they shook ass Yop! Yop! Yop! Cause I'm merciless with the whoop ass Don't get shook now, what you sliding for Soon as you slide, you getting stuck like a nigga was sliding doors, Bing! A fucking park in my coupe Bitch I can come and run circles around you dudes like I'm stirring the soup Better move from out my way before you niggas get pushed down When these wack niggas spit you be hearing a 'shoosh' sound Not 'shoosh', when you wanna hear young niggas on their come-up But shoosh lil homie, SHHHHH-Shut the fuck up! I see through niggas more then a little, your translucent You know I come for blood like nigga need a transfusion, bing! Listen good, I hope you hear me on these features Murk your face with dark and brown spots like brick oven pizzas You niggas make me wanna wrap my fingers round triggers I skin cliques and make leather jackets out of rap niggas Damn it! I crashed, planets like asteroids The witnesses be watching you be doing them foul boy I shrink niggas down to size, smaller then altoids And remain the reason the people be makin wild noise I bodybag you until I'm done with this shit And tell the truth, I'm at the point, I'm having fun with this shit Making families really looking, and somebody's really checking We left him laying stiff in the frozen meat section Im on my pinky ring floss Bitches be callin me cat-daddy, when they want to speak to the boss Whips matching the rubix cube color So many rings on both of my fingers, now they calling me Ring-A-Ling brothers Spit venom to the people's enjoyment Squeeze niggas til their head pop, have these niggas leaking like ointment, bing! What the fire be sparking Have you laying next to your man like both them niggas parrellel parking Wanna act tough, hope you niggas know what you starting WOOF! You got a dog, or is it a barrel we barking They got a god, pull a threat with these bars Got chicks from here to Morroco, skin color Hennesy bronze If you dudes really thinking your low key Closest you really would get to shining is when your shining my trophies Fortunate for you dudes, I'm knowing your whole steez Niggas front and do nothing, babble and blow weed When I see dollar Green money tint, Mark Jacobs leather suit Strutting motherfucker, my money sick Rènado Slim money, we famous now Money freaking so long, dude got a crib on Uranus now You really need to fuck with me to fall back Or I'll skin you niggas, lay you out just like a leapord skin format now If you ain't knowing how I'm handling niggas now I ain't fighting no more, I stuff animal niggas now, gone [Verse 4: Ludacris] Yeah, slow it down real quick I want them to understand every word (Beat slows down) Slow it down if you moving too fast Any rapper talk slick I'll Tami Roman his ass Smackdown vs RAW, lets battle to the death Or whoever wants to see more bars then DMX Parents mad cause I cuss at times Or is it cause I keep a spliff like Busta Rhymes If you mention MCs, Luda's in the best of em I'm a stay hard til I die like Hugh Hefner Magnum sponsored, I'm longer then a marathon Call me Mega like the head of the decepticons In my prime like Optimus, rock to this Chain Hungover like Zach Galifianakis They say Luda's in the movies, why he rapping still Cause I need more jaguars then Jacksonville More bills than Buffalo from my flow And more blue jays then Toronto Ludacris I made soccer moms rap Albums, I drop 8 like Octomom's snatch Hardly clubbing when I do I be flexing I be in the cut, that's a Luda C-Section Yall get your strings pulled, im the orchestrator Cause I got it made like Arnold Schwarzenegger Get it, I'll terminate a super-duper man Kill yourself if you ain't no damn Luda fan