Gudda Gudda

Gudda Gudda - I'm Gudda lyrics

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Feat. 2 Chainz & T Streets

[Hook]

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda, gudda

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I got high cholesterol, yeah I got them fado

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, got high cholesterol, yeah I got them fado

Gudda, pocket full of paper, back on my garage, chop the deuce up till my neighbors pour

Deuce up in the big red, money got me with a big head

I’m too gudda for life until I’m laying in the dish dead

Pistol and my g’s, don’t make me point at your big head

Most of you niggas is bitch made, my guns look like they in 5th grade

I gets to it, I just do it, lex tracking I just abused it

20-20 vision, I see money and I gets to it

20k in my levi’s I’ma 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 main

Wood grain on my steering wheel, pinky rang on my right hand

Hunned thou my closet and my pistol on my night stand

[Hook]

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda, gudda

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I got high cholesterol, yeah I got them fado

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, got high cholesterol, yeah I got them fado

T streets, I’m on my gudda shit, I’m with my brother gudda, we on our gudda shit

2 tools on me, don’t make me aim em at you

Red flaming flag, you just a flaming faggot

My money adding up, I don’t do subtracting

No movie script bitch, but I’m bout that action

Red bentely, red chucks, got the red neck cops on my head, fuck

I did jail and I ain’t tryina go back

Gave my lawyer 10 racks and told her hold that

East side, that’s what we rep, so don’t make me introduce you to the barrel of the tec

Bitch I’m gudda!

[Hook]

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda, gudda

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I got high cholesterol, yeah I got them fado

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, got high cholesterol, yeah I got them fado

Ok I’m gudda like a bowling alley, east side is my turf

8 hoes in tec it make it make you whistle like a nurf

I come straight out my …pronounced a real nigga at birth

Got my right foot in this rap shit and my left foot on the turf

So I mix em both together and I’m playing for what it’s worth

Hoping for the best, but I’m preparing for the worst

Mama told me don’t be scared, so if you scared go to church

Put the money on your head, hope you prepared for the hearst

Reporting live from the bottom of the gutter

Niggas think they fly, well I’m fly and I hover

Man I’m laughing at you suckers from the lies that you oder

I’ma let these niggas know, one more time that I’m gudda

Bitch I’m gudda!

[Hook]

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda, gudda

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I got high cholesterol, yeah I got them fado

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda, I’m gudda

I’m gudda, I’m gudda, got high cholesterol, yeah I got them fado.

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