Gudda Gudda - The Dungeon lyrics

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Gudda Gudda - The Dungeon lyrics

[Lil' Twist:] Uh Lil'Twist a monster, now watch me get 'em Why they try my flows on when they can't fit 'em Got my shoes from overseas, when they can't get 'em These young rappers like toddlers, watch me babysit 'em It's Mr. Twizzy F., and I'm right here Draped in right gear, this is Young Money, yeah I got these rapers scared of me, I'm the right fear Now 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:] Raagh Turn your face off when you f**in' look at muah Send that Ray Charles to ya, make your vision fall Hell calls, kuz y'all n***az ain't trustin' the god Put arrows on ya head, no water dog I'm a cough, spittin' god when Young Money bomb f** your walls, b**h I'm raw with this condom on Ready, get set, get marks, pistol drawn Start the red liner, log, fire on Picture me pawn, knockin' brochures door-to-door I live on the floor, outside, you couldn't see the floor At this elevation, elevator, reach the lord Young Money, f** these other n***az do it for [Jae Millz:] Huge appetite (yes) f** a half a bite I need that whole pie, dough, and cheese but you could have a slice n***a, I shut the stage down and smash the mic Plus I k** after parties, I call 'em after lifes To the rap game, Millz don't make cla**ics And I don't write songs, b**h, I create caskets Who want a dirtnap (who) your grim reaper is here I compose funerals for you n***az careers Y-your girl said my third leg was super long She gotta lift weights with her tongue, her mouth super strong Heatin' pad jaws, her mouth super warm But right after I'm skatin' like I'm boardin' with some supers on [Gudda Gudda:] Ugh Semi-automatic arsenal Will slaughter you and turn every part of you to particles Pain is what I ordered you, run is what you oughta do I tear the house down, evict n***az like the mortgage do You n***az gon' bother who, I come from the hardest zoo New Orleans, Murder Capital, that's where a heart is grew Yeah, I beat the track like a mad man Kuz these n***az is garbage, put these n***az in a trashcan I'm the one-man band and I'm marching while I'm laughin' Drag these b**hes off my stage kuz yes, I am the Sandman Gudda Gudda, chain got boo-koo colors like Toucan Sam Reach and you will be an amputee, cut off yo' damn hand

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