Da Gudda lyrics

[Talking]
Just another day in the hood
Chillin with my n*ggas, ya know
Right now we shoot a doc*mentary for my mothaf*ckin album
Bringin y'all n*ggas straight to the hood, come on walk with me

[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
n*gga I can hit you from a block away
Cause my chopper bang like a beat from Dr.Dre
I'm creepin at night with a Ki of that white
From 8'O clock till 5, come get what you like
From Vicodin to X pills you know who got the best deal
I guarantee you f*ckers this'll be my best year
Canary stones got me lookin like a night light
I ain't racist when it comes to diamonds cause I like white
My bezzel lookin like it ain't even paid for
But that's a lie b*tch I got real paper
I'm from the ghetto, the gudda where the feds hang
I'm with ya wife f*ckin up ya bed frame
You ridin, I'm ridin-time to grab the weapons
The shell catchers, gloves, and them teflons
Cause when it's war anything goes
I'm a stand up n*gga, nah I ain't a hoe

[Chorus - Lil' Flip]
I'm from da hood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
I wish you would-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
Let's get it understood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
I got choppers made of wood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
I'm from da hood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
I wish you would-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
Let's get it understood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
I got choppers made of wood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda
[Verse 2 - Lil' Flip]
Ay alot of n*ggas hatin on me cause of the jewels I got
So just face reality homie you ain't hot
I read ya little interviews you don't know when to quit
No matter how good you do n*ggas gon'talk sh*t
I got b*tches on my team that'll rob you n*gga
Right after she give you head and massage you n*gga
I play the game like a pro when it come to the streets
And the bump'll make you leak when it come to the beef...ca'peesh
Look, listen when I talk cause I'm a general
I hope ya OG's smart enough to let you know
I'm the truth in the booth what I rap about I did it
I told Johnny put thirty pointers in my fitted
I get it, I got it I'm makin a profit
My kitted Impala watch me hop it
I'm hittin switches on the b*tches when I drive by
I'm knockin snitches in ditches when I do drive bys

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Look if you wanna get paid, get that money n*gga
If you wanna ride blades, get that money n*gga
If you wanna Escalade, get that money n*gga
Yeah b*tch I got it made, get that money n*gga(oh boy)
[Verse 3 - Lil' Flip]
Look it's one for the money, two for the show
Three gigs for eight five now I need my dough
Look I'm straight off the block where the fiends be geekin
I know a cat who snort three O's every weekend
Lawyers, and doctors hide behind they occupations
Cause at the first of the month they be waiting
Shiiit I take food stamps and all that sh*t
And if that ain't a hustle what you call that then(chump)
I'm a young ass n*gga with alot of game
I floss hard cause everyday I rock a different chain
I think my hood and my n*ggas who hold me down
Besides Lil'J, Lil' Flip control the town(*echoes*)

[Chorus]