He's a hustler  unbound by law
A self-made  millionaire
With a wreckless disregard  for the haters
Ludacris  on "Southern Gangsta"

A true  entrepre-negro
CEO of Disturbing Tha Peace Records
He expended his empire into multiple profitable businesses
Including his Thai food restaurant  Straits

Internet sites  WeMix com
And my favorite  MyGhetto com

The MVP  of this rap shit
Luda  I'm a hustler  BALLER  gangsta  CAP PEELER
I stay strapped like your neighborhood trap dealer
I got rifles that blow ya below ya bible belt

And mac-11's that leave you wetter than Michael Phelps  (woo )
But you'll be swimmin with the fishes
Softer than bitches washin dishes  fool what's the BUSINESS
I'm already rich  so talk mo' figures (yup)
Spit 30 large for cigars of you hoe niggaz (oww )
I got gangstas that'll rearrange ya whole face
And put your casket on ice  now that's a cold case (ha )
Never forget where you come or that block'll bang you
I keep my ear to the STREETS like a cocker spaniel

I cock and blast you  into outer space

Break every bone in ya  you so out of place
Boom without a trace  you a bluff to block
I got some red beams  let's play connect the dots
He's the biggest boss  comin outta the M-I-yayo
Straight from the "Port of Miami"

To keepin it "Trilla"

Involved in many heated acts of violence
This goes deeper than rap shit
He's worth eight figures
So young niggaz  boss up

I present to you  Rick Ross  the boss
I got a letter from the government  the other day
I opened and read it  it said "We want hustlers"

Had a Lexus at 18  picture that
Got a Chevy with pictures on it from pitchin crack
Bitch I know Haitians  we speakin Creole
Bitch I'm a D-boy  still slingin kilos
I got twenty cars  why exaggerate
It cost me five grand just to fill the gas tanks

Love the marble floors  got the Greek pillows
Frontin at awards  real street niggaz
I used to serve shake  now I serve steaks
Three squares on the road  call it 3rd Bass
Big ass face  chop you in your laugh face

Shoot his ass  aim defense is the last case
Keep Jewish friends  the newest Benz
You in a pool of blood  let me see you swim
Hailing from College Park  Georgia
Authorities figured they must have been some sort of mob

Or illegal organization
According to authorities  they made a quarter mil' a week
Selling      they were some high-rollin hustlers
Tity Boi  and Dolla Boy
Playaz Circle  A K A   the Duffle Bag Boys
Uhh  I'm so sick I wrote this verse in a hospital

It's an election year  I support struggle

(We roll like bicycles  icicle flow)

(White liquor  my nigga stay on line with the blow)
I'm on time with the flow  not a minute nor second late

Ain't no such thing as second place
(And every day I live heavyweight  you niggaz featherweight)
(Fairytale tellin niggaz really need to take a break)

And the estate got a lake for a backyard
(The pool room product put it all on my sacks card)

For real  (Yeah  for real)
I'm ill  I deal  I did  I will
(I got dogs like Cujo  me and Tity two chains ridin in a two do')
Bitches catch kudos (you know)
Yeah we move weight like sumos
And kicks it with them bitches like judo
SOUTHSIDE

Playaz Circle  Rick Ross  Ludacris
This has been another episode  of "Southern Gangsta"
Thanks for tunin in  what's next for Luda
Well  anything's possible  in the (Theater of the Mind)