Lord

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Gudda Gudda - Rap, West Coast Rap

Lord

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[Verse] Broadcasting live from New Orleans, the depths of Hell Check the smell, bodies decomposing, that's a wreckless smell 6 shot revolver, no need for picking shells up And if you go to thug city, the corener pick your head up Just get your bread up, don't the business in dirty corners and alley ways These streets ain't for you, [?] from Sally May Look at what we have today, everybody telling and singing like Donny Hathaway No [?] like back in the day Lord, call me [?] [?] No music, i'll still have this way Hop on the plain, where I'm landing? Doubters get a [?] I book the floor, [?] tryna win a hundred grand in a day Eastside, I'm chucking up E's, you know what it B's Might get your nose wiped, if I sneeze, bless you then leave I'm with [?], rolling up trees, pass it to T He hit it, pass it to me Oo wee, high as can be I come straight out the dundgon, back against the wall, I'm rumbling They thought I was falling, I wasn't Pick a flow, I got a duzzen Like a [?] it's a new day, they hollaring who [?] Gudda HD, sit back and watch the movie I'm fly, watch me land on the helli pad Like Michael, I'm bad And your punchlines, they never land Lord, but I can turn into the son of Sam Burn this bitch down, and fill build a pallace like fucking Hammer I [?] the hammer, fucking scram, I told you who the fuck I am Savage actvities, all my enomies kneel in front the man Don't front no clan, I'm [?] This verse right here is God-like I am nothing like y'all type You a more fraud type Bite them all like frostbite Cold as the winter, when I'm in here, smell like dinner So I'm eating, and I'm full as the moon, watch how I kill them Give these lame niggas the blues, put them on the news Anybody can get it, man, these dudes don't pick and choose They asking me Gudda, how the fuck you do that there? These niggas hollaring Gudda, how the fuck you do that there? These bitches asking me Gudda, how the fuck you do that there? How the fuck you do that there? How the fuck you do that there? These bitches asking me Gudda, how the fuck you do that there? These niggas hollaring Gudda, how the fuck you do that there? They keep asking me Gudda, how the fuck you do that there? How the fuck you do that there? Watch how I do that there Lord

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  • Gudda Gudda