Gudda Gudda - New Orleans lyrics

[Hook: Gudda] East side, west bank Downtown, up town Better have a pa** when you're coming down to my town I'm from the city where the skinny n***as die A dope fiend will k** you for a motherf**in high So if you're getting money, better keep it on the low-low Other they'll come to get it, n***as shooting like a photo New Orleans n***a, I'm a New Orleans n***a I'm from New Orleans, n***as East side, west bank Up town, down town Better have a pa** when you're coming down to my town [Verse 1:Gudda & (Thugga)] (I'm from the side of the city where I don't represent no other I was looking for my dog, he was f**ing with that boy. Pause.) All my n******gs running with them toys, handgun Got the silencer, chopper making noise (East side, east side, pistol on to my prom, b**h These young n******gs be wiling, ever since that storm hit Keep it on my side like a f**ing phone club My name is trans-genderous, you pussies get that long dick.) Aka that long clip, you could get your dome hit It's busy on the first of the month, we on the bone sh** Murder cappin but we're murder happy, turn beef to a burger patty (This dope fiend try to get credit, saying no, b**h, i don't take debit.) [Hook] [Verse 3: Flow] b**h, I'm from the up town where we took gas You n******gs ain't have no hope there You and Mike can read it right, but I bet you know where that dope is Better know where that coke is, them xans, them percs at Them Surp at, that yurp at, f** around and get mur-dead Same spot when I bang shots, k** the light with a slang shot That n***a daily, that n***a crazy, he skip that eye into the next stop Hold d** in tank tops, smoking on some stank pipe Fold perks and I own some snack, just to make my plane stop I'm so up town and I can't stop, I'm so up town that my vein stop I'm so up town, I'm so up town, b**h, I'm so up town that my frame drop Yeah, keep on thinking New Orleans' sweet, Mardi Gras and been here This sh** get real up in the field, you better duck when you hear the keys [Hook] [Mystikal] n***a I don't give a sh** if you're sitting by a motherf**ing n***a Got a n***a loving from the hate Ask to be a man, not a mouse Then f** you in the motherf**ing chest Up town n***a near, boss Down town over that clown West n***a leaving that stage They used to brag of the heat Who wants n******gs up in their streets f**ing about the laws and peace Such a ho, looking for him in the day time Your mama lie for you “he's asleep” No, n***a, you ain't sh** Like I'm from under them sheets n***a, leave no shoes Now get your a** in the gym But I told ‘em no talk, don't tear I should die for your help Now I got a ticket for a ride Woke up on my god damn self Got ‘em, got ‘em, clean ‘em Stab ‘em, rock ‘em, lean ‘em Win it, ask about it Tell ‘em I ain't seen him On a devil's introduced to my name I wanna transpire you between them ‘cause I heard n******gs lying in a demon I was out of town, but my n***a guillotine them That's my f**ing story, and I'm sticking to it Told you what happens, I f** all the acting n***a, don't put it, now shut up [Hook]