Only [Freestyle]

I stick to the script like bubble gum, bitch
Call me big league chew
Got a big body Benz and
Some big booty bitches
That’s what us niggas in the big leagues do
When I pull up at the lights tell
Your girl she better not look over
Or the bitch’ll start droolin’
We could handle it like a couple of gentlemen
Or get into some gangsta shit
If she start choosin’
Ludacris you can call me Goldie
Mackin’ all in my blood, pimpin’ hereditary
First place, first class, first serve
First everything
All of you other niggas is secondary
Nothin’ to it but to do it I get
A woman and break it down into pieces
She be bowing her head and be
Down on her knees so much
You would think she be talkin’ to Jesus
Amen, Hallelujah, good God! Preach!
When it come to a verse or a song
I’m an animal
Matter fact I’m a muthafuckin’ beast
And I won’t stop til I get everybody
In the industry to bow down
And these niggas want beef
So I’m tellin’ every rapper that
Ludacris bout to chow down
I’m a OG in the southern part of America
Music bumpin’ up and down all in your stereo
You rappers is nothing but shit
Up in kitty litter
Pussy, I’m bout to bury ya
Airin’ ya out, carry ya out
Carry about your business
Get smoked out and roll one
OG to another OG
"what’s up OG?" It takes one to know one
Ain’t put an album out in a minute
Been watching these rappers up
In the D-League
Plus I’m still spendin’ money
Off my 1st, 2nd, 3rd
4th, 5th, 6th and 7th CDs
Oh, I lost count nigga
Just a young playa from the south nigga
Every album went gold or platinum
So get some certified plaque and
Wash your mouth nigga, hold up
You weak rappers havin’ no luck
You showin’ in and showin’ out
And at your shows no one shows up
Meanwhile I’m doin’ donuts in a Lambourghini
I’m the master, bow down like
But call me Leroy
Cause I got that glow and you know that
Aw, bitin’ ass nigga get a hard ass verse
Somebody gon be like sound
Like Ludacris wrote that