Gudda Gudda - The Dungeon Lyrics
(feat. Lil Twist, Tyga & Jae Millz)[Lil' Twist:]UhLil'Twist a monster, now watch me get 'emWhy they try my flows on when they can't fit 'emGot my shoes from overseas, when they can't get 'emThese young rappers like toddlers, watch me babysit 'emIt's Mr. Twizzy F., and I'm right hereDraped in right gear, this is Young Money, yeahI got these rapers scared of me, I'm the right fearNow their girls asking for me, tell they girls I'm right here (like)Why, kuz I'm a Young Money youngin'Name one way's that Young Money's not runnin'Ha, and we the shh, no plungin'And I came to welcome y'all to Young Money's Dungeon[Tyga:]RaaghTurn your face off when you *****in' look at muahSend that Ray Charles to ya, make your vision fallHell calls, kuz y'all niggaz ain't trustin' the godPut arrows on ya head, no water dogI'm a cough, spittin' god when Young Money bomb***** your walls, ***** I'm raw with this condom onReady, get set, get marks, pistol drawnStart the red liner, log, fire onPicture me pawn, knockin' brochures door-to-doorI live on the floor, outside, you couldn't see the floorAt this elevation, elevator, reach the lordYoung Money, ***** these other niggaz do it for[Jae Millz:]Huge appetite (yes) ***** a half a biteI need that whole pie, dough, and cheese but you could have a sliceNigga, I shut the stage down and smash the micPlus I kill after parties, I call 'em after lifesTo the rap game, Millz don't make classicsAnd I don't write songs, *****, I create casketsWho want a dirtnap (who) your grim reaper is hereI compose funerals for you niggaz careersY-your girl said my third leg was super longShe gotta lift weights with her tongue, her mouth super strongHeatin' pad jaws, her mouth super warmBut right after I'm skatin' like I'm boardin' with some supers on[Gudda Gudda:]UghSemi-automatic arsenalWill slaughter you and turn every part of you to particlesPain is what I ordered you, run is what you oughta doI tear the house down, evict niggaz like the mortgage doYou niggaz gon' bother who, I come from the hardest zooNew Orleans, Murder Capital, that's where a heart is grewYeah, I beat the track like a mad manKuz these niggaz is garbage, put these niggaz in a trashcanI'm the one-man band and I'm marching while I'm laughin'Drag these *****es off my stage kuz yes, I am the SandmanGudda Gudda, chain got boo-koo colors like Toucan SamReach and you will be an amputee, cut off yo' damn hand
