Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Got That Gangsta, artist - Gudda Gudda. Album song Gudda Grindin, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.04.2012
Record label: Big Kanaka - SoSouth
Song language: English
I Got That Gangsta |
| This here goes out to my m.a.n gili gili hit wit that dumb shit weezy i got cha |
| go to jail do life not five to ten me and sergio getting down thays my man fam |
| my niggas dont give jean- claude vandamme about you we don’t play around bring |
| that k around, spray tha town, take tha ground, take tha ground that you walk on |
| tap the phones that you talk on jam you up and take your arms off hit you twice |
| with that sawed off and your nigga watch your head fall off hit em weezy |
| Shout Out to everybody man |
| But uh let uh let me just prepare them let me just let em know uhh just so u |
| know that the future imma be on this rock shit |
| U understand me |
| This real rock shit |
| Its gettin real crazy |
| But uh imma keep rappin for y’all and shit to |
| Cuz i know ya’ll like that shit |
| I know y’all like that shit |
| I know y’all like that shit |
| And uh just in case if y’all want to know |
| What i was actually saying at the end of that performance on BET hip hop awards |
| cuz i know they probably cut a lot of that out |
| I had said uh |
| Give me a beat Gudda, come on oh yea come on we about to take it back to New |
| Orleans, lets go |
| Oh oh oh |
| Bitch didn’t ya momma tell ya not to fuck wit them aliens |
| Im just tryin to mate like a fucking Australian |
| Dreams of fucking Mrs. Sarah Palin |
| And don’t McCain look like his heart about to fail em |
| But scratch that shit, young money we the greatest |
| Add another check to my checkin and savins |
| And afour fs to the weezy f baby |
| Nah im weezy fuckin fuckin fuckin fuckin fuckin baby |
| Dedication 3 we out this hoe |
| Actually we in yo hoe |
| Wayne Talkin… |
| I Feel Me (The Drought is over Part 6 coming 11/19/08) |
| (DJ Drama) Hahaha u thought it was over, let me give u some D4 |
| Bitch I Feel Me! |
| Yea!!! |
| AHHHHHH!!! |
| I got the game mad, and i ain’t talking about homie in LA neither |
| I say I got so much money man I don’t know what to do wit it |
| I was thinkin bout gettin some and lettin u spend it |
| Hey i do it way bigger than u did it |
| I’m sitting on them jordans, it must be the shoes in me |
| I get real ignorant |
| Cruel really cruel |
| When it rains just tell em to get in the pool silly |
| Who really pourin with us? |
| Home boy you trippin u gunna fall and bust your ass |
| I can rap fast but i like slow better… why? |
| Cuz bitch imma flow better fl-y fl-y fly |
| With no feathers |
| And if you want know bad u gunna know better yea |
| I’m talkin young money army weezy aka i got enough money on me |
| Yea and y’all niggers phony |
| I got some bullets wit yall pictures on them |
| Haha y’all really don’t want me |
| And i blast off on beat |
| She make u leave and u just do you and she just do me |
| I told ya |