| Gouda
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| Sick Wid It Records
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| BME
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| Warner Brothers
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| The Machinery (Yee!)
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| Oooh, look out pimp!
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| Heavy on the grindin’entertainment
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| Stovetop productions
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| Oooh, Hustlers are us My game sharper than an elephant’s tusk
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| Me myself at night the only that I can trust
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| Sleep with one eye open finger on the pistol clutch (Ka ka ka!)
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| I got my hands and everything, I’m real instrumental
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| I’m as real as they come and got no bitch potential
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| When I was comin’up there certain things we don’t allow
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| Like long fingernails and me and arching the eyebrow
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| Here’s another thing I don’t condone and don’t approve
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| How all of a sudden snitchin’became cool (I dunno)
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| I’m gamed up I be chewin’on this mack granite
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| OG Jay be stomped that laced that niggas posted never can
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| I brought the baddest broad in the whole facilitation
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| All by way of mouthpiece just by my manipulation
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| I can make it look like I’m at my best when I’m at my worst
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| Persuade the broad to put on the dress and break her for her purse
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| Ten wraps and a rubber band (Gouda)
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| Three or four more in my other hand (Gouda)
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| Five, ten, fifteen, twenty (Gouda)
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| Twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty (Chalupa)
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| Gettin’money I’m a stunna, man (Gouda)
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| In a 'lac shootin’box like a hundred grand (Gouda)
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| Forty-five, fifty-five, sixty-five, seventy-five (Gouda)
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| Eighty-five, ninety-five, wait, what am I doing? |
| (Chalupa)
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| A day in the life on the soil in Caliscrillya
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| Take the wrong turn and these youngstas out here kill ya Well I ain’t concerned, they love us hustlas and dealers
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| They wanna tear our houses down so they can build some of my kids
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| Oooh, Just tryna get my point across
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| Where I’m from it’s pandamonium and chaos
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| Where I’m from the lights is off, we use matches
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| Where I’m from we do it bare-faced instead of ski masks (Ka ka ka!)
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| Oooh, No more talking on them cells
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| I heard the federal went ahead and bought Nextel (what?)
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| Oooh, Over-crowded jails
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| They got us sleepin’in the gym instead of our own cells
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| Ooh, Put our yeti together
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| Me and my investors, we flippin’ten or better
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| I got some booty, got a little bit of cheddar
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| Mama now you got more killers than a peacock better
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| Gettin’money I’m a stunna man
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| With bitch like I do little whips about the stunna van
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| My? |
| she a runner man
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| Off top, i’ma boss, shoot a box full of rubber bands
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| Contraband, on the other hand
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| Big girls, big quips, turn around, roll center man
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| On the real, I’m a gentleman
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| Put the scrilla, I’m a killa, man, hit it like a little man
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| What you doin’with that?
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| From the scratch, we can load up the 'lac
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| A-1, we can bring that back
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| From day 1, we get them wraps
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| Big stacks from the back of the shack
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| Ayee, I buy the weed man
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| Hella turkey bags just to put my weed in Ohhh, we gettin’chalupa
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| Wrapped cheese in a rubber band and call it gouda
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| Look out pimp! |
| Ai-i-i-te! |
| What it do!
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| We gettin’it, so whatchu need? |
| (Gouda)
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| Bay business, so whatchu need? |
| (Gouda)
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| We gettin’it, so whatchu need? |
| (Gouda)
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| Ice ?, so whatchu need? |
| (Chalupa)
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| We gettin’it, so whatchu need? |
| (Gouda)
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| Bay business, so whatchu need? |
| (Gouda)
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| We gettin’it, so whatchu need? |
| (Gouda)
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| Sick Wid It, so whatchu need? |
| (Chalupa)
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| We doin’way too much (Gouda)
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| We never watered down, we doin’way too much (Gouda)
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| And you don’t wanna stunt with us (Gouda)
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| Hustlers are us, we doin’way too much (Chalupa)
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| We doin’way too much (Gouda)
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| We never watered down, we doin’way too much (Gouda)
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| And you don’t wanna stunt with us (Gouda)
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| Hustlers are us, we doin’way too much (Chalupa)
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| The definition of gouda
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| (What's the definition?)
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| Chalupa, scrilla, scratch, paper, yaper
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| Capital (the definition)
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| Gouda means cheese, and cheese means yaper you square ass square butts
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| Biiiiiattchhhhh!
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| Let’s get back to what we’se talkin’about earlier
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| What was we talkin’about earlier, pi-imp?
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| Hustlers… hustlers are us. |
| Uh oh. |
| Ahhh.
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| Look out (Look out, pimp) |