Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Ludacris - Intro ------------------------------------------ Yeh, ohh! Check me out, look It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain Foī albums in the can and Iīm STILL in the game (what up?) And last album, they donīt like me to tell this Debuted at #1 and sold more records than Elvis (shut up!) Thatīs what they tellin me, switch up your melody Through with misdemeanors, they tryin to give rappers felonies So they can lock us up one at a time But true writers stay FREE in eīry one of our lines And if you not feelin Iīm the cream of the crop Iīll KNOCK rappers off your list ītil I get to the top! Still you lookin at a man thatīs financially stable Only nigga gettin checks cut from four different labels That Pillsbury dough, women poke my guts Still I walk around the streets like Iīm broke as FUCK So if you see me in your town and I appear to be moody Itīs cause Iīm thinkin ībout plans thatīs bigger than Serena booty Me and Shaka still starvin and lookin for meals And HEADS UP! Ludacris is almost out of his deal Iīm over ten million sold, every album is CRACK And for now Iīm bout to carry Def Jam on my BACK Mad rappers I hear you talkin way down at the bottom Though I make big money, still handle small problems The ramblin at the mouth, I donīt PLAY THAT SHIT Iīm the best and I ainīt really got SAY THAT SHIT!