Songtext Gudda Lil B

Gudda

I'm in here
Bitch, you want the fuckin blunts on deck?
I'm in here
Yea, I'm in here
It's Lil B
Fuck wit you and you gotta feel me
On deck
(I'mma hold this motherfuckin choppa tho)
Now you know I got that on deck
(Now you know I keep that fuckin choppa tho)
Now you know I got that fuckin deck
(I'mma fuckin ride fo my choppa tho)
I'mma hold that fuckin slow
Niggas know about my fuckin choppa tho

I'mma hit the lean one time for Oackland
Niggas know me, I'mma keep you smoking
Still like I'mma kill, then I keep on rolling
Niggas wanna hate, hate this choppa, gon fold uh
I ain't been the one to complain the bitch
All these niggas snitch, and shake defense
I'm on defense cuz these niggas is creep
No help from the street, niggas play for keeps

I'mma draw down, I'mma hold the Mack
RIP my niggas never coming back
Motherfuck the world, that's just how I feel
Takin shots to the brain for my niggas' killas
Died too young, and this how I feel
I wanna cry, cuz my pain for real
Shot to the brain, lock and I aim
Gave up on life for this motherfuckin fame
It's Lil B

Gudda, gudda
I'm so fuckin gudda, I'm so fuckin gudda
I'm gudda, gudda
I'm so fuckin gudda
I'm so fuckin gudda, I'm so fuckin gudda
I'm gudda, gudda
Gudda, gudda
I'm so fuckin gudda, I'm so fuckin gudda

Yes!