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1st 10
Ludacris

Date Added: 2004-12-21 17:52:00

Verse 1:
I started wit 10 mack 10�s
10 clips and 10 piers
Got 10 times richer in the span of 10 years
Bitch i�m10 times 2 on a scale from 1 to 10
I�ll battle 10 crews wit the strength of 10 men
At 9 i was into crime sex and drugs pushing an
89 block chevy sittin on dubs
9 thugs all ski mask black suited wit gloves
Ready to imprint yo chest wit at least 9 slugs
Man i ate 8 clips wit 8 tricks
Watching 8 flicks
Use 86 if you ate pussy wit fake lips
I figure 8 when my mind goes in circles
Did i do that or was it mr. colored irkle
Or the 7 ak 47�s so what
I got 7 seven hoes stopping by 7 to 4
They�ll put 7 in your chest 7 days a week
And add a foot for good measure
You�ll be seven feet deep
Chorus:
It goes 10,9,8,7,6,5,4
3.2. murder 1 lyrics at your door
These dtp niggas come ready for war
So don�t start the fucking game until you settle the score
Verse 2:
I got six hoes distributing on six blocks
Is glistering from cops trying to stop
These rock from disturbing
Six gunshots left i palm boxes before the pigeon hit
It�s street justice not it�s six holes in your casket
Get me a high 5 and i�ll put the gun lower than your esophagus
Smack you so hard that you have to come wit 2 pacalyps
5 stars 20 rims
5 cars
I�d add mare but i had to subtract one from 5 bars
I got 4 44�s on the rip on the floor
For you niggas talking shit
I�m finna show you what for
I did 4 month in the bing instead of a hearse
Now it�s dpt for life
4 better or worse
I fucked 3 best friend ran all three the same game
In these street i�m all murder
I get three and each names
I�m three time insane
3 shot a cave yo brain on 3 fire when ready
Cock back and aim
(chorus)
Verse 3:
I�m packing 2 22�s and twice the ammunition
But at friday the 13th what up now superstition
I�m a 2 timer wit a couple of twins
Double jeopardy
Wit a pair of 2 deuces in a 2 seater benz
I got madow get dough till you go
I got a main lady the rest of y�all is hoes
I numero uno wit a more before i go
If you think i ain�t a bitch you too slow
And all you zero ass nigga ain�t nothing to me
Because i chop up o�s move dro and top keys
06 is my click along wit pc
Pretty rick, kalill, v-slim and shawn dree�s
(chorus)


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