Da Gudda Lyrics - Lil' Flip

[Talking:] 

Just another day in the hood 

chillin with my niggaz, ya know 

right now we shoot a documentary for my mothafuckin album 

bringin y'all niggaz straight to the hood, come on walk with me 

[Verse 1: Lil' Flip] 

Nigga 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 fuckers 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 bitch I got real paper 

I'm from the ghetto, the gudda where the feds hang 

I'm with ya wife fuckin 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 nigga, nah I ain't a hoe 

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[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 niggaz 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 niggaz gon'talk shit 

I got bitches on my team that'll rob you nigga 

right after she give you head and massage you nigga 

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 bitches when I drive by 

I'm knockin snitches in ditches when I do drive bys 

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[Chorus] 

[Bridge:] 

Look if you wanna get paid, get that money nigga 

if you wanna ride blades, get that money nigga 

if you wanna Escalade, get that money nigga 

yeah bitch I got it made, get that money nigga(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 shit 

and if that ain't a hustle what you call that then(chump) 

I'm a young ass nigga with alot of game 

I floss hard cause everyday I rock a different chain 

I think my hood and my niggaz who hold me down 

besides Lil'J, Lil' Flip control the town [echoes] 

[Chorus]