Musikvideo
Musikvideo
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ludacris
Vocals
Ryan Kaul
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Bridges
Songwriter
Larrance Dopson
Songwriter
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Songwriter
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Songwriter
John Wesley Groover
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
1500 or Nothin'
Producer
Mike & Keys
Producer
Andre "Drizza Don" Bridges
Recording Engineer
Lukasz Plas
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Kaul
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Maddox Chhim
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Songtexte
[Verse 1]
Uh, if rappers want it, they can get it
Flow tighter than four fat bitches sitting in a Civic
My flows are unimaginable, Hannibal Lecter shit
Eating MC's for breakfast, bitch
Since I was born and touched the mic the first time, it's been a problem
Your life was a mistake, your pops shoulda wore a condom
You **** think you hard, I think you better come harder
I leave rappers confused like Will.i.am Barber
[Verse 2]
Ah, fucking with Luda's not a great look
A verse'll make your fans unfriend you on Facebook
Click, my styles are going into labor
So if stars want a war, I'm they daddy like Darth Vader
And since I'm always high, it's kinda hard to overlook me
For over a hunnid stacks it's kinda hard to overbook me
And a whole nother for my cars is on my checklist
'Cause to fit 'em in one garage is like a **** playing Tetris
[Verse 3]
But they say patience is a virtue
'Cause I got your bitch staying out way past her curfew
Guess I was a thief that got away with these words
Slinging chickens out my whip like I been playing Angry Birds
In a black Rolls Royce, Dark Knight like Batman
Everywhere you turn the ghost follows like Pac-Man
And I sleep with the John Dillinger
And always keep an eye half open like Forest Whitaker
[Verse 4]
No, you boys ain't ready for combat
Be more worried if I renew my Def Jam contract
What path is he on?
Opponents, I laugh and be gone
They handing in the towels like they work at Bed Bath & Beyond
But in the midst of all the melee
Y'all **** just bitches with dicks like Sheneneh
Your rap styles are phony, your lines are just dead
And I be on them lines like a **** just pledged
[Verse 5]
Guess I'm tryna say I'm advanced, you intermediate
You wouldn't know the real me if your bitch Wikipedia'd it
Just know that I never tried to be hard
Probably 'cause Mr. Glock forty's my security guard
You'll get chopped like Judo
Gangs in my hood make you reverse and change your color
Like the block's playing UNO
And, yes, some of my friends is selling them drugs
But I just say they weight watchers like Jennifer Hudson
[Verse 6]
They show me love that's why I'll stay repping until the death of me
Rappers talk shit, but ain't nobody ever stepped to me
I hereby command all my fans to inject and
Overdose on Red Bull in your veins if you ever slept on me
[Verse 7]
Yeah, my mind is sharper than a guillotine
Or the knives extended from the knuckles of Wolverine
Not a X-Man, but, man, I got that X
Some of my artists switch labels, but I still get a check
[Verse 8]
The more albums they sell, the more we all win
And I can be seen in thirty rocks like Alec Baldwin
Or watching CBS in a Cadillac DTS
I plan to reach the world, man, your plan is MetroPCS
I changed my music up 'cause I was getting bored
You may not like the way I shoot, but my points go on the board
My name still ingrained and these books will be the outcome
And this one verse is harder than a lot of **** albums
[Verse 9]
Peace
Yeah, rewind that shit
Luda
Ain't shit changed
Written by: Christopher "Brody" Brown, Christopher Bridges, John Wesley Groover, Larrance Dopson, Michael Ray Cox, Michael Ray Cox Jr.