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Ludacris - Tell It Like It Is lyrics
Intro (a little kid)Daddy is that your car on TV (Ludacris)you better belive it is baby Now go in the other room There about to be some grown fokes talkin here Ok Alright Thangs aint always what they seem or cracked up to be Like all these fakin ass rappers in this industry Talkin bout what they got and they dont got a damn thang How you own three cars but you dont own your own name Get your buisness right boys the first class is in session Get an entertainment lawyer in the music profession Start up your own company trademark the name Thats gunna run you bout a grand so start savin your change Open a bank acount quick a then follow these steps Sign yourself to yourself and start signin your own check Hit the booth and start recording at the speed of need Whatever gets your juices flowin could be speed or weed Get it mixed and mastered pressed up and plastered Sell it to your whole hood out the trunk you bastered Show all the non belivers what your destined to be And in just a couple years you could be rich like me (Chorus)x2 I cant hold my tounge(Ima tell it like it is) This buiz aint all fun(Ima tell it like it is Give it to you straight no taste(Ima tell it like it is) Look you straight in your face and Ima tell it like it is See mostly all your favorite artist got some serious problems But money could be the problem but money cant solve 'em Some get adicted to drugs and flat out lazy Some taste a little fame and go flat out crazy Im close cause those close wanna live off my fame And that type of shit alone will drive a nigga insane Not to mension all the vulters the scandaless promoters Crabs'll try to sue ya magazines'll misquot ya Most of these lable heads they dont care nothin about ya If ya stop sellin records they'll act like they dont know ya Its hard mixin buisness with pleasure so dont play Me and my crew argue and fight like every other day Rappers aint above the law but our life is so fast That we got a speacial task force of police on our ass All that and this really just a start of it "Hip-Hop" you really wanna be apart of it (Chorus)x2 Whats worse than havin no money is havin it and losin it Whats worse than havin some money is grabbin and abusin it We never took no money from Chingy thought i was cool wit em I wish his ass well but i dont want nothin to do with em Some donate and publishin me i dont fool with em Im down for my artist try my best to stay true to em Cause outside my lable comptition is arellevent Unless im still in compitition with my president And belive that Im support the hover Cause the industry Shady it needs to be taken over But the first rule to acumulation the wealth Is dont trust nobody but your goddamn self (Chorus)x2 Outro (a little kid)Daddy are you finished with grown folk talk (Ludacris)Yea baby you can come back in here You know I love you right (a little kid)And i love you always |
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