| Lets go
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| Look, i get money ramblin, take money gamblin
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| When i roll the dice nobody move like a mannequin
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| The rap game im handlin, i got the advantages
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| They pass me the rock and then i show em' how to scramble it
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| Tarnish everything i touch, motherfuck you other niggas
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| I just get my weight up, call me gudda blubber nigga
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| While you get your hate up, at supper time i suffer niggas
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| You ain’t got enough of niggas, i will call your bluff lil nigga
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| Three words «fuck you niggas» bitch im on that other shit
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| What the fuck they talkin bout, i just pick my target out
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| Then ill knock the target out, turn it to a slaughter house
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| Gudda gudda motherfucker, bitch i am the hardest out…
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| My guns look like they in first grade
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| And you gon' need more than first aid
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| Im in first place, i replace them
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| I am THE shit, they just break wind
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| Im slicker than a snake in a pool nigga
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| And yo flow is lookin like food nigga
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| I abuse niggas, misuse niggas
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| Put em on a milk box, i will lose niggas
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| I got your wife starin at the jewels boy
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| And i dont say one word… i just let her choose boy
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| Im gettin money by the duffel bag
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| Fuck pockets, it only fit in duffel bags
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| Young money be the crew boy, the gunner make the nigga jerk like the new boys
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| Pussy nigga need a new hobby, tool let me see the keys to that mazarati
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| Or that bugatti…
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| It dont really matter nigga, pissin off these niggas like they got a weak
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| bladder
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| Nigga you ain’t met a badder nigga, i came here to damage shit
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| Like my nigga webby bitch
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| I be on that seldom shit
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| Im clean hater, new orleans gator
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| Behind that green paper, i will leave the scene vacant
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| Money ima make it, if not im gon' take it
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| Your girl i will take it, strip the bitch naked
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| I am so amazing, fire hot blazin
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| Ragin, cajun, they let me out the cage and screws loose in my head,
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| im a mental patient
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| I want it right now, no time to be patient
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| Kay load the beat up, ima straight rape it
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| Break it in two pieces, give the beat a face lift
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| Ima young dental boy, i be on that face shit
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| Treat the beat like some new shoes, i just laced it
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| Its over… gudda gudda BIATCH
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| Guddaville BIATCH
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| Im gone… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Murder Outro , by - Gudda Gudda. Song from the album Guddaville, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп