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