Call Ya Bluff Ludacris

[Intro]
Yeah, buddy! (Wooo!)
What is it right now (Ah yeah, I know right?), Goddamn!
Man, fuck them niggas!
Whoever they said they was, it don't even matta, partna! (Yeah, fuck 'em!)
This the way we do, nigga (Ah huh!) The A in the buildin'!
It's whatever, they know where to find me at (Hmmm-hmmm!)
They know what's up (Right!), it's strictly business
Beef, drama, whateva you wanna call it, nigga
Fuck 'em, we ball!

[Verse 1]
Yeah, anything you wanna do
I'm ready to do it, my nigga, just say so (just say so)
Don't say it on the record with your chest
Leave the booth and then go lay low ("okay guys, I'm goin' home")
Hidin' behind your security detail
Actin' like a female
I done sold over twenty million records
I could really give a fuck about retail (history's been made)
Now back to basics (basics)
Back to Adidas with the fat laces (what up, Rev Run?)
Back to the Ac,' where I'm ridin' to the track in the Jack
Get it straight, nigga, no chasers (ah)
Age ain't nothing but a number
Luda rappin' like he just turned twenty-four (happy birthday)
Any rapper wanna forget who I am
Every now and then I seem I gotta let em know (know)
Oh, must I remind ya?
You rap like somethin' behind ya (boo)
Got paid but your heart pump Kool-Aid (yeah)
Cover Girl make up shoulda signed ya (hahaha)
But it's never too late (nope)
Fifteen years, nigga, never too great (nah)
Four years off gettin' Hollywood checks
But you niggas want beef and you lookin' like steak