Ludacris - Call Ya Bluff lyrics

[Ludacris] Yeah, anything you wanna do I'm ready to do it my n***a, just say so (just say so) Don't say it on the record with your chest Leave the booth and then go lay low (OK guys, I'm goin home) Hidin behind yo' security detail Actin like a female I done sold over 20 million records I could really give a f** 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 writin to the track and attack Get it straight n***a no chasers (hah!) Age ain't nothin but a number Luda rappin like he just turned 24 (happy birthday) Any rapper wanna forget who I am Every now and then I see 'em I gotta let em knowwwww! Yo, must I remind ya You rap like somethin behind ya (who?) Got paid, but your heart pump Kool-Aid (yeah) Cover Girl makeup should've signed ya (ha ha!) Well it's never too late (nope) 15 years n***a never too great (nah) Fo' years off gettin Hollywood checks but you n***az want beef and you lookin like steeeeeak! [Chorus: Ludacris] I-I-I see that liquor got you LOOSE, got you LOOSE (got you loose) When you see me n***a say it like you said it in the booth (in the booth) I'll make you n***az lose a TOOTH, lose a TOOTH (lose a tooth) When you see me n***a say it like you said it in the booth (in the booth) fu*k y'all n***az, I'm the TRUTH, I'm the TRUTH (I am the truth) When you see me n***a say it like you said it in the booth (in the booth) Now I'm like fu*k callin a TRUCE, call a TRUCE (no truce) When you see me n***a say it like you said it in the booth [Ludacris] Hol' up (hol' up) Never f** with a n***a who got some kids (no!) Cause when you talk about me then you talk about them then I gotta come where you live (I'm on the way n***a) You takin food out they mouth Now I gotta put a fist in yours (blap!) I don't play about my hustle, a n***a got all these acres All my neighbors think I'm flippin them birds (woo!) Nah, but I be flippin these words (yup) Anything you hear me sayin I could back up (back it up) And you talk so tough on the mic but whenever you in sight n***a somethin don't add up (it don't add up!) Put your money where your mouth is Wait, put a gat where your blouse is You think it's funny cause it's sunny where your house is b**h I'll put my muddy a** boots where your couch is (fu*k yo' couch) I live this sh** You know you do this just for show n***a (dj vu) You act as if Ludacris just came and took yo' hoe n***a (really?) You's a hoe n***a (hoe n***a) Yeah I said it twice Let this be warning number two Muh'f**er go and roll the dice (dice) [Chorus] [Outro] All real, no fake n***a (yeah) All gas, no brakes n***a (yeah, hahaha) All that Simon Said a** sh** y'all n***az got goin on That itty-pat, pitty-pat elementary school a** sh** Hell is you talkin 'bout n***a?