I’m the Truth

[Intro: Ludacris] Don't get it fucked up... Over 15 million sold, damn it I don't plan on stopping no time soon I'm at the end of my deal, goddamn it Look here mayne [Verse 1: Ludacris] I'm the truth what I speak shall set you free First boy to put a booth inside his SUV So now I'm rapping and riding at the same time Hitting hydraulics in your neighborhood My car is throwing gang signs Flip the switch and unleashed the top I got the key to my city and unleashed the block We put some keys in the hemi and it unleashed the cop Then we unleashed the AKs, and they put down they Glocks So many whips stopped think it was a roadblock Trunk filled with more stuffin' than a stove top Go-go gadget, click-click, I got them robots And dick for the bitches served hard, they'll get cold-cocked Ludacris nigga, don't get it twisted ho Your money short, my shit is standing on its tippy-toe And you's a silly ho, thinking I won't split ya I'm like Picasso on the mic, get the fuckin' picture