Gudda Gudda - Dedication 3 lyrics

[Intro] And this is just a mixtape, Damn (Well it's a little more than that, It's more like a message. More like a change for the better) And this is just a mixtape, Damn (It's more of a dedication, D 3!) And this is just a mixtape, Damn (This what ya'll was waiting for? DJ Drama!) [Hook] And Ima Keep f**ing this word till you mothaf**as come for me (ya) Don't worry if me gotta gun, you should have a gun for me (ya) And all these n***as is k**ers and all these k**ers wit me (ya) But you should be more afraid of the k**er in me Cause Im bout k** em Im bout k** em 'Caus ima bouta k** em Im bouta k** em So f** it ima k** em So f** it ima k** em So f** it ima k** em So f** it ima k** em (ya) [Hook] And Ima Keep f**in this word till you mothaf**as come for me (ya) Don't worry if I gotta gun, you should have a gun for me (ya) And all these n***as is k**ers and all these k**ers with me (ya) But you should be afraid of me [Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] Young veteran, soon to be O.G Plus I spit like a crack head with no teeth I hear you little n***as barking, want more beef You like a n***a with no guns, you gets no piece And when it comes to money my sh** is obese Like Della Reese, I need celery More money what the f** these n***as telling me Im young Lucifer Take em all to hell with me, Ya Drop em off in a fire storm YM riot squad get our riot on If he testify like common see the fire bomb If you know whats best mothaf**a get your quiet on These n***as starving out here getting they diet on While im eatin n***a gripping on my styrofoam One man game n***a ima die alone For now I'm with your girl getting my Rowdy Rod Piper on [Verse 2: Willie The Kid] Willie the kid pull guns like a hamstring No bull I push pro Vs like Pantene Blow like a trombone Funny n***as tambourine Players get jumped like a trampoline, tangerine Gators day, nay-sayers, mascara wearers And my n***as on paper getting paper like ball players No blood no foul, ya my heart cold as moscow We NAPA k**in like a hot towel All my hoes hostile Not me, never tell me "not now" Rap n***as forty cal to your brow Roof remover We leave your brain with more air Maneuver, I leave your b**h with a moist chair Seduce her, ya You rappers should be tired o' lyin' But I know its hard like a tire iron But yet it's complex like it's Mayan science Or Aztec math I'm crazy as a mess tab I feed n***as like a mess hall And yes y'all Its Willie I address y'all Or like a stylist Nobodies fly as this You crazy, I'm getting brain like a psychiatrist [Hook] And Ima Keep f**ing this word til ya mothaf**as come for me (ya) Don't worry if I gotta gun, you should have a gun for me And all these n***as is k**ers and all these k**ers with me But you should be afraid of me Cuz Ima k** em Ima k** em Ya ima k** em Yes Ima k** em And ima k** em Ima k** em Ima k** ummummu [Verse 3: Mack Maine] They say powder makes you hyper Reefer makes you calm Cigarettes give u cancer Well wounds make you dull While I sip the purple harlot Thick as my Southern drawl Put me on the ocean floor wit a mermaid wit no draws They got bats up in the cave Upside down blood rushing to they head They reacting off sound as I stand on the mound Pitchin for the crown Uptown bound face painted like a clown Reciting scriptures from the chapters Proverbs leviticus Old a** rappers complaining what the business is 'Bout the state of hip Soundin like some b**hes hop your a** up off a rich n***a dick Its ridiculous the new school n***a What you need to do is become a resident Under the condition Get your a** up off your a** And get your a** up on a mission Become some competition Like Federer and Nadal Young money n***a we ball Like Kobe or Chris Paul For giving a whack cracker Still sipping Cristal Wavin the lifeline Since lifes a b**h y'all Raising up the skirts of jezzebels For no cash like "b**h give me that a**" Or pulling up to the lot like "give me that jag" No pulling up to the lot like "give me that lam" They study me, yeah They cram like im a final exam If I hit you in your back You'll need a spinal exam Im something like a rhino or ram Animal,beast Irritating you pussies like chlamydia,yeast YM militia you n***as better retreat Or be like this beat R.I.P. deceased [Hook] Cuz Ima k** em Ima k** em Ya ima k** em Yes Ima k** em And ima k** em Ima k** em Ima k** ummummu [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Ya already, ya better call every pallbearer in ya area the ball carrier gon' get popped If I'm coming around the block the in swing drive gets stopped He gon drop like a flop On the court I love sports That's why I play my b**hes cause I got game That's why you pay my b**hes (Yaay) Same hustle new money Im just hip hoppin like two bunnies Who run it, b**h n***a moi That was French, n***a Not a kiss, n***a nah Haha No h*mo, rappers get ate like 4 on 4 They say I f** so and so And I be like so, so and so Nikes on they neck, they like let me breathe Im sorry but I can't this is how we feed This is why we hot This is how we freeze To fast to follow This is why we lead And the money in the pocket isn't why we Gs, see This is how we shoot and this is how we leave You know we tote steal, this is how we ease You can get the steel if you try these thieves now Pa** me the swisher let me climb these trees And them haters say we couldn't this is why we Bs This sh** like pudding, putting it down like gravitys pulling Putting it down like gravitys pulling Putting it down like gravitys pulling me to the ground [Outro] Young Yooung Yoooung (Dedication 3) Yooung (Y'all ready?!) 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