Throw Sum Mo - Ludacris
Ain't nothing to it, but you doing Am all about that dumb shit South side collage park Nigga you don't run shit My janitors map the floor Be careful how you slipping Never herd them boys was deep But we don't really give a fuck See one a ma nigas a fight two a yo niggas And then a bunch a yo niggas is go draw Got a bunch a gorillas And drug dealers and killers And none of these niggas is ever go stop I got enough about this plain disrespect Is time to let a nigga know Lets tangle a nigga from the top of the bucket Better let a nigga go I teach you bout some manners I teach you bout respect I teach you about that gold chain Hanging around your motherfucking neck Jays watch, pinky ring I ain't done Pack up all your shit and head back to where you came from Nigga I ain't the one So miss me with that bull shit Internet dumb tuggers empty out a full click Time after time Like am o take it up after I wake up But rhyme after rhyme Ludacris be the first in rapper just say go I all about my paper I couldn't give a damn about a hater Some of my niggas from the cater A nigga stand up like sada for bata
Artist: Ludacris
Title: Throw Sum Mo