Disturbing Tha Peace

whistling

2x: Ludacris

Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way

Ludacris

OH NO! The FIGHT'S OUT
I'ma bout to punch yo... LIGHTS OUT
Get the FUCK back, guard ya grill
There's somethin wrong, we can't stay still
I've been drankin and bustin' too
and I been thankin of bustin' you
Upside ya motherfuckin forehead
And if your friends jump in,

I-20

Don't make me swang on ya bitch ass
Fuck around and pull that thang on ya bitch ass
Shit, I like to get to fightin witcha bitch ass
Roll a blunt, get to lightin on yo' bitch ass
Dealer baby, got a chrome on yo' bitch ass
A.T.L. - I'm ridin home on yo' bitch ass
You know me dog - just might stunt on yo' bitch ass
Hell, later on my niggaz jump on yo' bitch ass
And how we do it in the South on ya bitch ass
Where niggaz pack and pull it out on yo' bitch ass
Look, I'm quick to put the gator on ya bitch ass
Flip the script and wear some gators on yo' bitch ass
I take it back to the gate on yo' bitch ass
Let niggaz seek and flip some weight on yo' bitch ass
Bronson family some me love witcha bitch ass
If you see me holla "Dog!" witcha bitch ass
Bitch niggaz!

cut-n-scratched: "Tity Boi"

Tity Boi

I'm drinkin Cartier with my slick ass
Shit I was born to be a playa with my slick ass
Yo, you know I got game with my slick ass
Give a bitch a fake name with my slick ass
Yo, in case I need to creep with my slick ass
You know I might need a freak with my slick ass
I gave a cheese a whole week with my slick ass
I couldn't tell nobody but this beat with my slick ass
Yo, you see how I snap with my slick ass
Hold these, switch tracks with my slick ass
Yeah A-Town on the map with my slick ass
Fuck a pound, I gave 'em dap with my slick ass
Yo yo, I got mad with my slick ass
Two cars, one tag with my slick ass
Yo yo, we at them bad with my slick ass
So slick you need a cast for my slick ass - you might fall!

cut-n-scratched: "Fate know what I'm talkin about"

Fate Wilson

Oh he so adorably cute with his short ass
And he'll fuck the shit up out you with his short ass
Don't get it wrong, that thing long for his short ass
Have you screamin "Ohh Lord!" with his short ass
Yeah, you know he on parole with his short ass
For stealin unattended hoes with his short ass
You gotta watch him, he's so cunning with his short ass
Spendin time of fittin hundreds with his short ass
Runnin with Tity he be in the trap for his short ass
Rollin off in big sacks with his short ass
His britches sag to his knees with his short ass
Bitch please! He a G for his short ass
He don't pay so he get in for free with his short ass
Stay reppin Godby, C.P. with his short ass
Stay rockin Burberry and Gucci with his short ass
Dough and jewelry shows and boobies
built to describe Lil' Fate's short ass

cut-n-scratched: "I be that nigga named Luda"

Ludacris

Uh-huh, okay, uhh
Fresh off the scene on yo' puss ass
Big pocket full of green on yo' puss ass
So fresh and fuckin clean on yo' puss ass
Hoes come and get like "DING!" on yo' puss ass
Dinner time! Snatch the keys off yo' puss ass
Start drivin with my knees on yo' puss ass
Look at how the Royce Rolls on yo' puss ass
Watchin out for pot-holes on yo' puss ass
I know that I'ma get mines on yo' puss ass
Ignorin every traffic sign on yo' puss ass
I'm still standin 5'8 on yo' puss ass
I'll increase the crime rate on yo' puss ass (whoo!)
Luda quick to just creep on yo' puss ass
Then turn around and take a leak on yo' puss ass
God damnit, we'll cut the breaks off yo' puss ass
Then do a show on Ricki Lake on yo' puss ass
Pussy nigga!

cut-n-scratched: "Disturbin' Tha Peace"

Yeah, W-J-I-V-E radio
You damn right we jam
The phone lines are ringin off the hook
But I'm not gon awnser them cuz I don't wanna hear shit you got say
We gotta special guest in the house tonight
Little Fate in this bitch, an probly in yours
So here's the number 1 song in the night, when I touch down, by lil Fate
Now don't get mad at me cuz ya hoe outta pocket and she chose (she chose)
Just charge it to the game and find another dame cuz
I'm already outta the dough (of the dough) for sure we big pimpin
We blow but keep sippin, this is every day livin
Wood grain an chrome spinnin, hhen I touch down
When I touch down
When I touch down boys frown cuz girls flock around
Lil shorty from the A-Town hit the club and buy a round for the whole place
Girls a henny straight wit no chase
I'm like skin deep, Bo legged and cute face
An aggressive playa I stay abroad like 2nd base
Gone an cuppa my nigga oops its too late
Ya hoe chose Fate guess she wasn't ya soulmate
I fucked her on the first date while you spoilt her for months straight
So what is it bout Fate that got these girls attracted
Imma NVP playa I got the game mastered
Got girls, flippin out like gymnastics
Gold I got carrots on my neck and wrist
A SS impala dubbs on that bitch
Hoes scream when I step up from parkin the whip
I ain't conceded dogg, I'm just confident
Them niggaz heat it cuz they bitches give me compliments
Now when the spot get shutdown fate Maude is the reason
Mink coat V.I.P. in, why you standin inna long line freezin
Holdin ya p an, ya girl whisperin come pick me up this evening
Once you done dropped her off, just so I can knock

Ludacris (MC Medallian) whispers: Man, i cant belive this.. Whole family bout
to get kiced out on the strets. I aint got no money, God. Man its gonna get
worse.

Lady at Big Chain Records (LaChainya): Good Morning, Big Chain Records this is
LaChainya speaking. How may I help you?

Ludacris: Uh yeah.. um.. I seem to be having a couple problems (whoa whoa)wit
my contract.

LaChainya: We have a chain of commands here. Sounds like you need to speak to
the head chain in charge. Hold please.

MUSIC: BIG CHAIN RECORDS. BIG CHAIN. BIG CHAIN RECORDS. BIG CHAIN.

Big Chainy: Big Chainy!

Ludacris: Hey Mr. Chainy

Big Chainy: Hey hold for a sec., (whispers) yeah i need 30 chains down in New
Oreleans. Go 'head

Ludacris: yeah, um... its MC Medallian here...

Big Chainy: Medallian, how ya doin, brotha?

Ludacris: Hey can i come up and see you?'cause im having a couple....

Big Chainy: sure, sure, man, I love new talent.

Luda: Aight

Big Chainy: Hey Medallian how ya doin'?

Luda: Whats goin on...

Big Chainy: Thats a pretty little chain you got there (i know, i know)

Luda: Um... i was having a couple problems here because i was lookin' over my
contract and i seem to be having a some issues. It states here that im supposed
to get my advance when i signed the contract and I still havent gotten my
advance and i dont know whats goin' on.

Big Chainy: Oh.... okay... I see where that could be a problem. (Luda:right)
What i dont think you understand is that what we're gonna do is give you a
really big ass chain, just a big ASS chain (backround: big ass chain)

Luda: Okay. Big Chain. Okay, okay i understand that but it says here that im
supposed to get some monitary* value. I-I dont have any money, i-i need money...

Big Chainy: I could see where the confusin' would come in at. What i dont think
you understand is that we're gonna give you a really BIG ASS chain, a big
(luda:right) , platnium big ass chain an-annd onthe back end we're gonna give
you some big ass earrings.

Luda:okay look, i understand about the chain man, my family's about to get
kicked out on the street (big chainy: oh thats terrible) i mean, i have no
money whatsoever. I need money..

Big Chainy: you know what? i dont usually do this, okay... i dont usually do
this but but since you dont believe. Jake, bring out the chain! (backround: QUE
THE CHAIN!) (backround: AHHH! Damn thats a big ass chain!) that is a big ass
chain...

Luda: oh God. i, i guess i didnt realize how big ths chain was (Big Chainy:
yeah, its, its not a problem) i'm sorry. jus-just forget about what i was
talkin about...

Big Chainy: Not a problem... Big Chain Records is takin off, we're expanding.
(right, right) We're gettin' bigger and better (right). You know what, chains
can be loose? much bigger. Pretty soon we're gonna have a whole chain of big
ass chains (luda: alright. BIG CHAIN RECORDS!

Just get on down
8x

North, North, South, South, East, East, West, West
4x

Shit, Got a nigga gone off a fifth of Fayo and apple juice
Throw up a deuce, Keep my hat banged to the left and ain't scared to act a fool
So what you gone do, you betta not speak unless spoken to cause I bust that shit'it
Dump that Philly, I could back dro wit a lac wit a yak, gettin drunk off in it
Through the Chi like North, North, South, South
Niggas talk shit put that work in they mouth
In the East, East, West, West, niggas bust back put a slug in ya chest
Cause I'm hood, hood, gutter, gutter
Shauna got juice like a muh'fucka
Hood of the hustlas and bloodsuckas
Back in the bricks wit that good

Fep, in the spot, buyin yak wit my balla camp
All them bitches holla'n bout is (Where them fuckin dollas at)
Yeeah, I got them hos, I got them O's, I got Air phones for those hos
And yeeah, I got white phones, got black phones, I got crack weed in the floor
So get on the grind, Get on some lime,Get on mine, let ya mind take course
Got dip in the ride, Switchin the tires, Whippin the fire 85 Chevy Sport
See if you got 16's, I will make that pliz'ay
And I'm dressed like a dope boy, throwin up them triz'eys

East side, whole Masterfield rainbow
Flight soles, kinda roll where them thangs blow
Good wood, not wastin that payroll
Five hos trapped, boys got rapers
My size got air nigga rep that
We ride, rock sells and I bet that
Car is a gutless, pistol is a must bitch
Let a nigga know that his head I will bust quick
Some slum niggas know what I'm talkin bout
Lil rob fillin hos in the parkin lot
Gimme head while I'm bustin that two track
It was trill, hit the fence, never looked back
Big thug, hit clubs in the fifth book
Dollar Boy, let em know how to rip folk
If a bitch broke, gotta let her slide, though
2-0 represent East side ho

Hell, I'm up in the club, 4 whippin up, just throwin up pitch forks to (what, what)
Tupac, I'm a rider, hoppin out, Gangsta crip disciples (Yeeah!)
Wilin on the side of the club and dressed in blood colors, waitin on a sign to (Yeeah!)
Pull out the gats and attack on them boys that thought that
(they thought it couldn't happen)
They blastin and screamin, we ain't friends, ain't no need to pretend
(Shawty!) Split the mens, for my homey that got killed last weekend
His brains was left leakin while his body got cold
Now it's y'all life that y'all owe
Time to even the score, case closed

(2x)

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