Funkmaster Flex - Block Lockdown Lyrics
[Funkmaster Flex]Yeah Dirty South baby - LudacrisShout to Shaka Zulu, my man Shawn Taylor.. it's goin down[DTP]Yeah, Funk Flex, Volume Fo'Disturbin The Peace, Def Jam South'Cris (yeah) you ready?[Ludacris]Oh it's my turn? Aiight..I got permission to put ya mamma in a headlock (what?)She tried to jook me in a figure-fo' leg lock (ohh)She said she like the way I stick and make the bed rockor how I lick and leave her twisted like a dreadlock, and it's onSo stop the sweatin like a wristbandAnd get some balance like a bike without the kickstandI think I changed the definition of a hit manCuz I could really give a ***** about that ***** man, c'mon!We puttin holes in your residenceAnd lose anybody for the right presidentWe thugged out street niggaz with intelligenceSo all that bullshit you yappin is irrelevantOh yeah, I represent the Dirty SouthsideI'm a dentist makin women open they mouth wideYou be in jail still runnin it on the outsideThank not then won't ya open up ya mouth riiiight, but who cares?[Chorus: repeat 2X]I got my corner on lockdownAbout to hold this whole block downLudacris tell um how the South soundUUH BUDDAH-LAA AH, UH UH UH BUDDAH-LAAUHH BUDDAH-LAA AH uh oh uh oh uh oh[Verse 2]Comin to Shady Park is like a peep showIt's some respectable ladies and there some freak hoesI know killers that go to church up in they street clothesYou'll end up missin more than Shaq when shootin free throwsThey packin and bout to open up the dope spotMy neighborhood is stoppin cars like a roadblockThey movin' weight like Atlanta was movin boat rock
