[ Featuring Gudda Gudda ]
(DJ Rockstar)
Body bag the beat, toe tag the highs
More bragging rights
If you ain't acting right, send you to after life
I'm the action type, shoot, mash and fight
I ball like Steve Nash and shoot pass the light
And jump all in a freak ass, she getting smashed tonight
I'm a vulture, nigga, slicker than a snake, I'm a fool
I'm an ape and you food, I am raping you fools
My dick on the track, I molest you rappers
Wayne and Gudda, who wanna contest the rappers?
No bodies, four shotties get the job done
No problem, I been a beast since Sqad 1
My money running like Sonic The Hedgehog
And for the bread, dog, I'm like Adolf H-Hitler
Give me the money or meet the sizzler
I'm a toaster like strudels, I'm a burn these niggas, yeah (DJ Ill Will)
And I don't wanna talk about it
Gangsta shit right in front you, nigga, walk around it
Nigga, let me do me
They know I kick it like Jet Lee, Bruce Lee
And I've done what they can't do me
I'll put my gun up to your Aunt Suzie
And blow out a doobie, paint her ruby
I am a loonie, you niggas puny
I puke on the beat, I juke and never fumble
Man, I spit that dope like I swallowed a bundle
Gotta spit that dope up
'Cause the old heads said if you don't it'll bust
Heard if I sell it hard, it'll rush
But if them people come, if it's soft, it'll flush, haha
Certainly, don't get caught in the blind and keep your curtain straight
No, I don't drink wine but I smoke purple grapes
Sometimes see purple stars, I ain't talking about purple bapes
I gets paid early cause I be workin' late
Too many painful memories, shit hurt to say
Crack flow, no bake, just stir and shake
Shootin' when we pull up like Urkel waste
Sip syrup, got me movin' at a turtle pace
But quick draw pop out like a turtle face, haha
Paid in full, you cant murk the ace
I kill your beat, then beat the murder case, haha
Yeah, that's right I'ma kill this shit
And if the glove don't fit, I'ma need a catcher's mitt
'Cause I'm high like a pitch, yeah, I'm high like a pitch
Like Mariah and shit, I guess I'm higher than a bitch
Keep it dirty like I'm lyin' in the ditch
Like Eli, I'm from new Orleans, I'm a giant in this bitch
Move the G and add an S and put the I before the N
And put the A in front of that and that is what I am to the end
That's a Saint, motherf*cker, simplify it for them
Where your funeral comes with a second line at the end, yeah
But you wont be second linin' with them
'Cause you'll be in the hearse that's behind all of them, yeah
I see your homies dressed in black like they finna ride
But that fashion statement is tellin' a lie
I'm pelican fly, MAC-11 inside
My bullets come with wings and your cerebellum can fly
Yeah, f*ckin' right, oh yeah
Young Money, we are sick as gonorrhea
Like nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach and diarrhea
Get some Pepto Bismol, ho, haha
Young Mula, baby
Yeah, yeah
Young Mula, baby
