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