Gudda

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] I'm a down south nigga, getting love from the west coast Where they have lowriders and they got the best smoke Let the tec go, leave a nigga neck broke Young Money team, Gudda, motherfucker let's go Take your girl from you, get the mouth, neck, throat Hit her from the back, quick smack, then I get ghost New hustle, getting paid for my sick quotes Sick flow got the club jumping like a six fo' It's no other than Gudda to the Gudda, man Money long, I can make it stretch like a rubber band Tool on me, I could make it pop like a rubber band With a set of hands that'll [?] off a sucker head Jay Rock and Menace, five star niggas Got multiple guns to divide y'all niggas I'ma hide y'all niggas, surprise y'all niggas [?] five niggas, Im'a fry y'all niggas I'm [Chorus: Gudda Gudda] Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda was the name that they gave me Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda was the name that they gave me [Verse 2: Menace] [?] cash in the bag, nigga, I'm selling crack Gangbangin' like the '80s, guess it's time to bring 'em back I stay strapped and you can go and ask the last nigga Shoot first, I put you in the past, nigga Shit, it's that motherfucking killer Smoking good in the street, while I'm out chasing skrilla [?] in this motherfucker, when I ride out 51-50, five O one's and nine's out And I ain't gotta tell you what them colors 'bout Cash Money millionaire, black walls, crack house Mo' smoke in the stash house, fo'-fo' in the stash house Mo' coke in the stash house, boatloads, you'll pass out That's how I'm feelin' nigga, I'm maxed out Gotta keep it gudda for my niggas in the dirty south So Gudda, what they talking 'bout? Bloodline long, come to California, we'll toss them out [Chorus: Gudda Gudda] Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda was the name that they gave me Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda was the name that they gave me [Verse 3: Jay Rock] Look, so what the fuck they wanna know? O's in my sock drawer, Glock by my my drawers, ho It's four four AM, hit a smoke [?] tippy toe Knocking at my front door, I react pronto My name's Rock, I have to have the rock for you to cop like [?] Stocked like Costco all day, you need the white, just call Jay Personally, I'm off the brown like Charlie School of Hard Nox, you niggas showing up tardy It's probably why you soft, like you washed with downy You know my [?], [?] with a gun [?] get from 'round me Spin ya like laundry NIno Brown, getting money while lounging Dope old like an only white fountain Making every dollar count like a census I'm gudda, blow your brains out, now use your senses Rock! [Chorus: Gudda Gudda] Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda was the name that they gave me Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda, Gudda Gudda, Gudda was the name that they gave me