Block Lockdown

[Intro: Ludacris] Disturbing Tha Peace, Def Jam South Chris (Yeah), you ready? Oh it's my turn? Aight [Verse 1: Ludacris] I got permission to put yo mamma in a headlock (What?) She tried to took 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 'Cause I could really give a fuck about that bitch, man, c'mon! We puttin' holes in your residence And lose anybody for the right president We thugged out street niggas with intelligence So all that bullshit you yappin' is irrelevant, oh yeah I represent the Dirty Southside I'm a dentist makin' women open they mouth wide Could be in jail still runnin' it on the outside Thank not then won't you open up yo mouth riiight, but who cares? [Chorus: I-20, Ludacris] I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris, tell 'em how the South sound Ooh! Graaa! Ooh-ooh-ooh, graaa! Ooh! Graaa! Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris, tell 'em how the South sound Ooh! Graaa! Ooh-ooh-ooh, graaa! Ooh! Graaa! Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh [Verse 2: Ludacris] Comin' to Shady Park is like a peep show It's some respectable ladies and there some freak 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 dope spot My neighborhood is stoppin' cars like a roadblock They movin' weight like Atlanta was movin' boat rock And catchin' ums like seein' Muslims eatin' pork chops - never happen And meanwhile I been thinkin' man Niggas started slangin' tapes like they slangin' 'caine 'Cause in the hood its gettin' ugly like orangutan 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 fuckin' pipes out You try to tackle some players and you'll get psyched out They can't fuck with us niggas you think they dyked out, so don't play [Chorus: I-20, Ludacris] I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris, tell 'em how the South sound Ooh! Graaa! Ooh-ooh-ooh, graaa! Ooh! Graaa! Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris, tell 'em how the South sound Ooh! Graaa! Ooh-ooh-ooh, graaa! Ooh! Graaa! Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh [Verse 3: Ludacris] Disturbing Tha Peace, we do that monkey shit Hey, what can I say? We got a monkey clique See Drae'll throw on them shades, and make that funky shit 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, goddamn" I need to say it on a megaphone And tell your sister get the fuck up off the telephone These fools is tickin' me off like fifty metronome I'm takin' all of yo money just call me Pebbletone, alright? I got the pistol and the safe key You betta tell your bitch to follow you to safety How dare you wanna be heroes and tryna chase me It's Ludacris won't leave no evidence to trace me, you know why? [Chorus: I-20, Ludacris] I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris, tell 'em how the South sound Ooh! Graaa! Ooh-ooh-ooh, graaa! Ooh! Graaa! Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh I got my corner on lockdown About to hold this whole block down Ludacris, tell 'em how the South sound Ooh! Graaa! Ooh-ooh-ooh, graaa! Ooh! Graaa! Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh [Outro: Ludacris] That monkey shit , oh Do that monkey shit, oh Do that monkey shit, oh Do that monkey shit, oh Do that monkey shit, uh Do that monkey shit, uh Do that monkey shit Do that monkey shit