Текст (слова) песни: Ludacris - Catch Up

Ludacris-
Now let me be quite Frank
Cause I`m that crazy nigga Luda
Always got a drink
And I`m steady smoking buddah
I do the
Evil that`ll bend you when I get you
I`mma sit you down
Then take it to the mental and essential and clown
Every chance I get
Bitch I`m hit
Not by no bullet or no pellet
But the smoke from the can a beer shit
I might just be too high
Then I put my middle finger up when I`m ridin` by
And say hi to plenty liquors and I know it`s a sin
And if ya tell me stop drinking I`ll just do it again
So when I get old I`mma rock, roll, shake, and shiver
With some blacked out lungs and a fucked up liver

(Chorus)

Infamous 2-0-
Ey yo I do this for bluntheads and whinos
Steward Ave. Homes
Niggaz from G-Ro committed to slanging blo
Doublin` dough 24-7
Fuck po-po`s I`m blowin` dro out the Ac Legend
Runnin wit 2 strike felons
And I pack 4-4`s like Hank Aaron
Then`ll smoke a L
Bust shells
And dare ya to tell
Walk up in the club
Pretty thug
Fucked up off head shots
Sippin` Courvousier watchin` hoes drop it like it`s
hot
Shaking tits and twats
Placing big face 20`s and cock
Loading clips and glocks
Knowing we got the haters hot
The ballin` don`t stop
Just drop more G`s on drink and drugs
Live it up young nigga cause it`s gon` catch up

(Chorus)

F.A.T.E.-
Now wit the help of Hen and Coke
I grab my pen and pad and wrote
Something that I knew was dope
And represent for my kinfolk
Pimp a hoe until she broke
Wit mo lines than chopped coke
Ey yo it`s 2-0 I`m Eastside`s King
But I`m a writer with a twist of Amaretta
My shit even come out better
Grab a blunt put it together
What a nigga really need
Run up in the club and blow a motherfucker til he
bleed
Could it be an Icehouse put his lights out
Or the club get closed out
If it`s hoes out I show out
Call Tyheed get Dro`d out
There`s no doubt I love my life
Love the light
Love to write
Love the mic
So take a drag
Grab a bag and match up
Hennessey and bad weed
Believe me it catch up

(Chorus)

Git it right
Ludacris, F.A.T.E. Fullster, Infamous 2-0, ATL
We are the dirty south`s dirtiest. Disturbing the peace.

White guy-
Hey bring on the bitches!!

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