Ludacris: Wooo! Ah! Disturbing tha peace in this
mu`fucka,man. Just gettin
started.Ludacris,I-20,with the Neptunes. It goes a
little somethin` like this
(Chorus X1) They wanna know why I hit like
that,spit like that,shit like that,maybe cause I
get like that,kick like that,rip like that,they
wanna know why I rhyme like that,shine like
that,climb like that,cause the world is mine like
that,(yours like that?)Mine Like That!

Man, you could get yo whole crew,even niggas that
owe you,and ain`t paid u shit,you could drink some
cold brews,and throw on them 0-2`s and jump in the
whip,you can come and find us,and be right behind
us,and insert the clips,you hear somethin` go
\"clap,clap,clap,\" somebody went down,but it
wasn`t us,you could sell about 2 mil,and get
hooked wit a good deal,and start stackin dough,you
could get yo mobiles ,ride 20 inch big wheels,and
collect some ho`s,you could even start eatin
good,and smokin good,but you pressin yo luck,and
you say what,somebody went bankrupt? But it wasn`t
us

Chorus X1

You could be goin on world wide tours,and see your
face on every magazine,or you could flip through
channel after channel,and see yourself on the t.v
screen,you could pay for expensive videos,and have
a whole lot of big booty ho`s,but when that shit
start comin to a close,damn! But it wasn`t us. You
could use your backup plan,and even call up your
backup man,and start thinkin quick,you can call up
the backup ho`s,and even call up the backup
foes,and tell em` suck a dick, then you tell them
just to get on these,or you tell them just to pay
their fees,or to pay them dues,and if you catchin`
them S.T.D`s,Damn! But it wasn`t us

Chorus X1

I-20:You could bring your whole squad,and your
bodyguard,fuck it dog,you can bring your block,but
I got me a A.K,and a couple little S,K`s,so you
walk in shox,you can sell that hard,hard,them E
pills,and every nigga wanna smoke on the Dro,but
when the feds come and kick your door,pick up your
ho,i`m like whoa! And it wasn`t us,you could even
flip a whole crib,get your whole cliq,til
everybody ridin` on them sprees,but you got you a
problem dude,I got the robbin crew,so everybody
gotta get on they knees,you could even make a
chain,dog,get the main broad,even let her stay
inside of your crib,but the bitch got no
choice,she love my voice,now I put it way inside
of her ribs,you could even make a phonecall to
your road dogs,cuz the nigga that you feelin` is
soft,so you drive to a new tune called the
Neptunes,but Pharell wasn`t hearin you out,you
could even try to blame me,get yo whole crew to
frame me,but i`m still gonna bust,if the feds try
to name me,hey it ain`t me,and,uh,and it wasn`t
us!

Chorus-X2