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I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I got high the rest of all
Yeah I got that bottle
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
Got high the rest of all
Yeah I got that bottle
Gudda pocket full of paper
Back on my garage and try to do something to my neighbors
Pour duce up to the big race money got me with a big hand
I'm too good I'm for life until I'm laying in a ditch day
Pistol in my jeans don't make me point it at your big head
Most you niggers is b***h made my guns look like in 5th grade
I guess to it I just do it last track and I just abused it
20 20 vision I see money and I get to it
20 care in my livers I'mma blow it all at the dice game
Can't take it with me when I die
That's why I'm just living my life man
Wood grain on my steering wheel pinky ring on my right hand
Twenty thou' my closet and my pistol on my night stand I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I got high the rest of all
Yeah I got that bottle
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
Got high the rest of all
Yeah I got that bottle
To the streets I'm on my gudda s**t
With my brother gudda we on that gudda s**t
Two two's on me don't make me aim 'em at you
Rear flaming flat you're just a flaming faggot
My money enough I don't do some tracking
No moving scrap b***h but I'm about that action
Rare bentley rare chucks got the redneck cops on my head f**k
I did jail and I ain't trying go back
Gave my lawyer ten racks and told a whole lie
East side that's where we rap
So don't make me introduce you to the bottom of the tag
B***h I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I got high the rest of all
Yeah I got that bottle
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
Got high the rest of all
Yeah I got that bottle
Okay I'm gudda like the balling and the east side is my turf
Air h*es in the tacket make you whistle like a nerf
I come straight out my own room pronounce the real n****r at birth
Got my riffle in this rap s**t and my left foot on a turf
So I'mma mix them both together and I'mma play it for what is worth
Hoping for the best but I prepare for the worst
Mama told me don't be scared so if you're scared go to church
Put the money on your head and prepare for rehearse
We pull a lie from the bottom of the gutter
Niggers think they're fly while I fly in a chopper
Man I'm laughing at you suckers for the lies that you otter
I'mma let these niggers know one more time that I'm gudda
B***h I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda gudda I'm gudda I'm gudda
I got high the rest of all
Yeah I got that bottle
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
I'm gudda I'm gudda
Got high the rest of all
Yeah I got that bottle