Who got nicer punchlines....Weezy or Luda?

[Sweet & Tender Hooligan]

Il go first......Lil Wayne IMO

They gon' eith-or respect me or, We are, burnin them bitches like a ci-gar,
pump put a hump in ya back, they call ya egor/

Give it to em raw no ajax, taste that, fuck around and make ya face crack, i know niggaz that, shoot dope arms lookin like a race track, nigga missed a vein in his neck, his whole face fat/


Thats just 2 off the top, Weezy got too many quotables.

[Mr. Nice Guy]

Weezy ain't no slouch, but Luda is the king....


Uh, now ever since ruffles had ridges, Luda's had bitches
Pimp, get more gums then baby pictures
Ménages wit sistas, veins poppin' out like shimp, lobster
A-Town mobster, garage full of 6's, what can I say?
If something don't smell right, what can I spray?
Tec-9 incense, say for instance
See you in the distance, hit 'em in an instant
We so crummy, countin' mo' money
But stay strapped up like crash test dummies
Put 3 to ya tummy, 2 to ya throat
And bulletproof cars, we ride like the pope
Just in case, you don't make it home
You better super glue grip the chrome
'Cause you was talkin' that yap and got put in the bed
Now it's a frog in ya throat like Ms. Piggy givin' head

[Sweet & Tender Hooligan]

Weezy ain't no slouch, but Luda is the king....


Uh, now ever since ruffles had ridges, Luda's had bitches
Pimp, get more gums then baby pictures
Ménages wit sistas, veins poppin' out like shimp, lobster
A-Town mobster, garage full of 6's, what can I say?
If something don't smell right, what can I spray?
Tec-9 incense, say for instance
See you in the distance, hit 'em in an instant
We so crummy, countin' mo' money
But stay strapped up like crash test dummies
Put 3 to ya tummy, 2 to ya throat
And bulletproof cars, we ride like the pope
Just in case, you don't make it home
You better super glue grip the chrome
'Cause you was talkin' that yap and got put in the bed
Now it's a frog in ya throat like Ms. Piggy givin' head

Damn! What song is tht from?

[BallinNigga06]

Birdman Jr.

[BuddenzNasir]

if u havent heard Luda's album/mixtape shit....then u have no right in my opinion to vote...Weezy can be str8 but he is no luda

[Sikotic™]

Can't decide. I'm feelin Weezy more lately, but both of them come nice with the punchlines. Plus, I haven't heard the new Luda either.

[PLANT]

. Plus, I haven't heard the new Luda either.

your not missing much....Carter 2/Like Father Like Son>>>>>>>>Any new Luda

[BuddenzNasir]

I make niggaz eat dirt and fart dust
Then give you a eighty dollar gift certificate to Pussies 'R Us
I eat the whole pie, and leave nuthin but the crust
So you can feel what it's like, with instinct but no guts
A sac wit no nuts or a mack wit no sluts
Give me a full-body massage, I still can't be touched
They call me Seymour Butts, cause I get mo' ass than most
They say I'm next and got that butter love, and get too close
Follow the leader cause I'm meaner than medula oblongota
My +Tribe's+ on more +Quests+ than +Midnight Marauders+
It's all piña coladas, no cops and robbers
Takin trips back and forth from here to the Bahamas
I hump more than llamas, get rolled more than tires
If you say I'm not nice, then youse a motherfuckin liar
Entitled to your Opini-ons, into the next millenium
So many +Major Coinz+ that I thought I had +Amil+lion



You see I live a life filled with chicken and malt liquor
And women that are real life scratch'n'sniff stickers
I shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers
Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor
You think it's all practical jokes and big bloopers
But I smack bitches with no titties that work at Hooters
Now I role up torpedoes, get blunted wit rastas
For a hefty fee I'm on your record like Bob Castas
I own so many jerseys, I'm a throw-back mess
I hit the cleaners an tell em' "I want a full court press"
From your car to crap game no one rolls with you
One of MiniMe's shoes got more soul than you


I mean this is him fooling around. Its jus real funny


Luda got twice as much, your life you can charge a tour
I fit four of your houses inside my daughter's room
And still have room for young Karma to play
Givin' back to the children of tomorrow for good karma today
Album for album you can see I got a multi-million plan
So call yourself whatever you want except the multi-million man


But like i said this is his bullshit...and he puts no effort in to just being funny. when he is serious i still dont think Lil Wayne can fuck with LudA.....LIL WAYNE done even have enuff punchlines to keep up




War With God in the new luda album has a better feel than most Lil wayne ive heard...but Luda was big in his beginings his new stuff is like wuteva....now lil wayne finally doing sumtin...but if it came down to it...and u tested the two...i still think Luda is a more raw lyricist.

[Teddy Roosevelt]

Ludacris hands down. Weezy's nice, but has nothing on Luda.

[Narrator]

Weezy's stepped his game up big time in the past year or so, but Luda's consistently had some of the funniest punchlines of any Southern rapper (never forget the end of "Ho's In My Room").  Weezy's still got a ways to go before he'll be on Luda's level.

[J Bananas]

LUDA

Hi, my name's Ludacris and I'm high as giraffes (yeah)
And I'm close to the edge so your parents can come push me
I curse so much just to get on they nerves
I got kids acting a fool from the traps to the birbs
My filthy mouf it wont fight cavities or beat plaque
So I shot the tooth fairy (aahhh) and took my old teeth back
I'll take a shit on the equator, the size of a crater
And make Government officials breath harder than Darth Vader
Its the chicken & the beer that make Luda keep rapping
But no pork on my fork I don't even speak pig Latin
I go fishing on my lake with your bitch as the bait
Plus I eat many MC's but I don't gain no weight
The number 1 chief rocker clean out your rap lockers
I'm as stiff as a board your more shook than maracas
But my tricks ain't for kids if you dig em' you'll get smacked
I'll clock yah, I'll spring forward you far back (whoo)
Every album that I drop has got more than ten bangers (yeah)
Thats cause I'm a shot caller ya'll fools are crank yankers (bells)
Ain't a damn thing changed but the ice on my chain
I get chicks from Portland Oregan to Portland Mayne
Now I role up torpedoes, get blunted wit rastas
For a hefty fee I'm on your record like Bob Castas (yeah)
I own so many jerseys, I'm a throw-back mess
I hit the cleaners an tell em' "I want a full court press" (owe)
So mama toast yah glass while I'm counting my cash
Cause every single is a smash, I'm hot as a camels ass (ha)
The competition never just wanna admit that they lost
And that they last about as long as my part in The Wash
From your car to crap game no one rolls with you
One of MiniMe's shoes got more soul than you (OK)
So by the time you figure out why your record ain't spinning
I'm in the strip club smoking, wit President Clinton (cough cough cough)
So stay of the long side-burns and gold teeth (teeth)
They make the mold of the penis enlarger off me (me)
I'll be in another when I hit from the back (back)
Not to mention my refrigerators taller than Shaq (yeah)
So yippie ka ye yippie ya ya yo (yo), if you can't swim don't smoke my hydro (dro)
I've been looking for a woman just to put my stamp on
But a lotta ya'll are more stuck up than tampons (whoo)
So wash all you sins away and stop playing (yeah)
If God's line is busy you might have to two way him (uh hmm)
And catch me in your back yard playing crokay
And I'm drunk I'm telling kids "drugs are bad umm-kay"
Or watch me swing my chains at the Roscoes off Pico
Got seven cars get on my rims at chrome depo
And people think I'm bad they say "ooh he's so evil"
Cause I go on blind dates with actual blind people (owe)
But my albums out the store, yours be on the shelf (uh hmm)
I heard you masturbate a lot so ya'll keep to yourself
Cause these women want a man to stay up and stay strong
Like the NBA, you gotta play hard or go home
All that shit that ya'll talking ya'll can pop it to them
Cause Ludacris will beat you down with a prosthetic limb
I'll put my foot so deep in your ass that you can smell it
And your breath'll turn to Footlocker water repelant
I'm the man I got money far as the eyes can see
And I'm in a group I split do wit me me and me
So much money in my jewelry that I'm damn near sorry
So ima trade my earings in, and get a Ferrari (whoo)
I buy cars wit straight cash, have meetings with Donald Trump
Yall meet wit Honda, no payments for 12 months (uh huh)
Take a look at your life and no wonder your so sad
Ya'll put up wit more shit than a colostomy bag
Ha ha ha

[Teddy Roosevelt]

^^Hip Hop Quotables. One of the best songs off of Chicken-N-Beer.

My filthy mouf it wont fight cavities or beat plaque
So I shot the tooth fairy and took my old teeth back

[Narrator]

^^Hip Hop Quotables. One of the best songs off of Chicken-N-Beer.

Yep, that song alone puts Luda above Weezy.

[WC Iz Active]

lol its Wayne.  not even close imo

[Dubz]

try luda