Comin back hard..it aint our first time for this/
Bust in the dow...swanging bows. like my name was Ludacris/
We gon slap you with hard Hits...but it aint gonna be our fist/
You wont get covered with Saliva....but get a barage of spit/
Eyes wide like you in the dark..and a bright light hits/
As soon as the beat comes on..and i tighten my mic grip/
Dont hate now..but.I am the one yo wifes with/
Pop trunk and the nights lit..just look at them rims glis/
mo subs than subway..shake the earth when it hits/
Look at the candy drip..hope it dont get on my twanky fows/
Want directions to my crib just follow the candy roads/
Got so dam many hoes..all my ice got me cold/
So much frost on my body...look like Michael Irvin just blew his nose/
Dam it just snowed...and in the middle of summer/
All I did was say Lets go...wavin my arm out my hummer/
Yo gal I got her number.cause she like the game I spit/

Dont try and steel my lines..end your life...when I emptymyclps/
Swang hard and knock yo teeth out so you got nothing to "bite" with/
would cut yo hand off for stealing
but what are you going to please yourself at night with/
26s now on my whip with a cup of 4 on my sip/
I spit flows from the dome while you need something to write with/
Aint from St Louie..but got tooo much grip to let the mic slip/
They call me "Big Grab"..cause I am stack mo chips/
The hoes think I am kinky ..when I say I got a garage full of whips/
But they cant say much else with a mouth full of dik/
Spit hot shit..with hard hits.. head bob..to my rhymes/
No pigeons just dimes..with my seat on recline/
youat the bottom of the charts ..while my sells just climb/
"Sorry no albums sold" I think you failed this time/
Kick you on the "left" side of your mind..so now its been corrected/
IF you put yo shit in my radio...it would automatically eject it/
Spit at me..Ill disect it all the time everyday/


Heres some spare change...call it cream fillin/
Cant push weight..dont hate..you just to frail to deal it
ANd if you think I dont mic break.I ll spit it in brail so you can feell it
I then ripped so many mics they call me tha Ripper..
No need for glue cuz my hands are the Ulimate Gripper..
Yall know I stay packin a gat like the laws keep donuts,
My AK like needle and thread it keep tha whole block sowed up,
Im sportin playa made braids
ride nothin less than 20 inch blades
Peeped some cockroach hatas through my sace shades
luckily Im strapped tight wit Ultra Raid