The Other Side Lyrics - Gudda Gudda

[La the Darkman] 

Yeahhh... 

L.A.D. 

I'm all about that cheese, Swiss or Mozzarella 

Muenster, Colby, American or cheddar 

When it comes to robbery 

Nobody do it better 

Notorious L.A.D. 

Fresh Coogi sweater 

The cleanest 

Lyrics is the meanest 

Understand my English 

Nigga, I'm a genius 

Ice like a snow cone 

Writin' in my iPhone 

Went from sellin' crack 

To sellin' ringtones 

Straight out the projects 

To million dollar homes 

Inside the Carter 

Cookin' 36 zones 

36 O's and I break 'em all down 

In and out of every trap 

All through the A-town 

The Embassy A.M.G. 

Young Money merger 

I'm a young champ like Ben Roethlisberger 

S.S. Chevy with the big block engine 

Rims and paint cost me a whole pension 

[Jae Millz] 

I don't need nothing but my niggas 

And enough weed to go around 

A tinted sedan some grams and a loaded pound 

Fuck what another nigga think of me 

I'm thinkin' multi-millions 

He thinkin' G's 

Nigga please 

Get your mind right 

Fuck tryna be fresh 

Get your grind right 

Cuz I'm like 

So in another league 

I throw my pitches 

At different degrees 

And I 

Sparil my pigskins 

At different speeds 

And I hit threes 

Cuz at different times 

I release 

My shot cold 

Nigga, I'm hot 

Don't be tight cuz you not 

Just be happy I'm lettin' you breath 

I'm the good, I'm the bad 

I'm the Devil, I'm Jesus 

It's Young Money bitch! 

The game needs us 

Gudda Gudda, what it is nigga? 

Kid-Kid Chi, get it how you live nigga 

My nigga Mack Maine just left the dealership 

And Weezy just ripped the drop Phantom so they feelin' sick 

Diamond rings, diamond chains 

Royal suites, private planes 

Palm trees, big change 

I can't complain 

I made a promise to myself 

That I'll never be a have-not 

Nigga fuck bein' broke 

Shit 

Before that day come 

I'll A.K. stamp ya 

When there's beef 

I'm in the center like Tyson Chandler 

Fuck what you heard 

In the booth I goes off 

Like the lights if you ain't payin' 

It's the third 

And you already two months late witcha bill 

Clown nigga you's a lame 

Bitch nigga 

I'm Millz! 

Young Moula 

[Gudda Gudda] 

If you didn't, now you know 

It's the million dollar nigga 

Wit' the million dollar flow 

Icicle chain 

Got a million dollar glow 

Quarter mill' for the gang 

If you tryna book a show 

Templates on the Bentley 

Ridin' through the 'jects 

Got a pocket fulla money 

Nigga, hand on my tec 

I'm demandin' respect 

I'm a man to respect 

Disrespect your man 

Put my hand 'round his neck 

It's no other than 

Gudda Gudda man 

Still 'bout my money 

Nigga, fuck another man 

I'm on the paper chase 

All about the hustle man 

I be climbin' through your window 

Like I'm fuckin' Broadman 

Look I'm 

Shady Aftermath 

Put your head in a scope 

A bank roll with the bucks 

It's what these young niggas killin' for 

The game dirty 

On the streets tryna deal yayo 

Fifty clips at his hat 

Leave a peeled potato 

[Lil' Wayne] 

I call my Nina Bay like San Diego 

Get me twisted 

I'm a turn into a tornado 

And all my riders ridin' like a Winnebago 

You stay 

But I'ma let that A.K. go 

Rawer than Qualo 

Shoot you like Halo 

Give yo' ass a halo 

These bitches walk around actin' like they J.Lo 

Man, I remember when these bitches was just hey hoe 

Hey hoe, how you doing? 

Me? 

I'm doing every fuckin' thang 

Smokin' them dykes 

I'm on that Mary fuckin' Jane 

This shit so Tom and Jerry to Lil' Wayne 

And you MC's are just milk and cherries to Lil' Wayne 

Haha 

And bitch I'm greedy 

But if I keep eatin' you rappers 

I'll get sugar diabities 

Sweetie 

I'm a different species 

I'll crush your two fingers into a million pieces 

What the fuck do I be thinkin'? 

Kill, kill, murder 

And Benjamin Franklin 

Your girlfriend is into them gangstas 

And me bein' a gangsta 

I get into your girlfriend 

I stay still when the world spins 

And ain't nobody flyer than the Birdman 

You heard me? 

You heard him? 

Him bein' me 

And we are better than 

All y'all bitches, niggas, hoes 

Enemies, foes 

Threes, twos, ones 

But these dudes won