U Got a Problem? Ludacris

[Intro]
Yeah, come see this nigga
Come see this ol' light-skinned motherfucker
I seen him and I'm addicted
Disturbing tha Peace is the clique
Please tell these fake-ass niggas who you are

[Verse 1]
I be that nigga named Luda
Alert! Alert! It's the ATLien intruder
College Park waterboy, spit in the c-cooler
I Jam 'til they Def, they call me Slick Dick the Ruler
Women, indeed! Keep yo' eyes closed
'Bow blows, come on out them clothes, hoes
Low-pros, low blows, watch out for the po-pos
And I chose to be that number-one contender
Southern offender, fucking up your whole agenda
When I walk, you try to run; when I run, you try to hide
You skate at the snap of my fingers; call me Golden Glide
It's you and I, do or die, who am I?
I got a pocket full of family stones, cats think I'm Sly
Oh, why try? You one of them niggas that like to cheat death
And I'm one of them niggas
That rip out Excursions 'til there's no seats left
You shit out wheat Chex, and fart out deep breaths
While we toss darts at the bottom of y'all V-necks