Gudda Gudda - Shook Ones lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

Fuck yo idol, I'll murder in any cipher

My mind is a wifer, fuck yo raps, forget the Bible

I'm God, I'm hard, I'm large, yo girl, you betta guard her

I'm mellow, you can't guard me in the middle of the garden

I beg these niggas pardon, I be killin' till summer straight

Yo equal hips and change, you my slave, like a runaway

Hundalay, hundalay, no ia, cia, keep on these niggas like Big G

Hitman with a scope, I can hit men from long range

Pause yo small change, this incident at the ballgame

Mud on my keith, straight out the gutter, that's me

You niggas named me Gudda cause gutter come straight from the street

I'm a real one

Never should check my eyes, if ya eva look

Unfold, cause my soul cold enough to leave the devil shook

Pedal to the metal, got my foot on the gas

Get gassed up, get the punk, or a foot in yo ass

I'm hype, I'm too nice when I write these scriptures

Cause all the fans prescribed the morphine that I'm spittin'

Din' need penicilin, I ain't in the right business

I should be writin' books or writin' movies or turn the scripture

Instead I get prescriptions and take a couples sips'n

Jump in and out the booth like Clark Kent on a mission

I'm itchin' for a rapper to have my name mentioned

IF he's worth the attention then he's my next victim

Explicit content, parental advisory content retain on me

They can't break my thought process, so my brain paddin' on me

I'm netwire, one versus one is soft two

I kill three rappers with full barz, that's true

Poppin' five, all my slimes gettin' to the money

Sixhundred ways to die, I'm givin' you a hunid

I'm yung money, I'm cash money, gatto money, take yo money

Bleed the fuck outta the rap game till there no money

Fuck the show money, I'm a writer, I write for a livin'

So it ain't nuttin' for me to write a rap or rightfully kill you

I'm Spielberg, writin' a picture, my mind catches red rum

I can shoot my words back, and then splash you, that's murder

Murder!