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Gudda Gudda

Always Love You

 

Always Love You

(album: Guddaville - 2009)


[Chorus]

[Verse 1:]
Once upon a time there lived the harajuku barbie
Use ta watch the game in madison square garden
Collesium block on the weekend italian icees from the purteo ricans
She reps queens like a crown or a real poofy gown or the little white
Lady out in london weeds bridge far rock southside jamcia block
Flat bush brooklyn all of them jamcia spots
This is my city n I be reppin my city
It's where the giants attack you
Called the capitol apple
If you come to my city u might see what I mean
It's the city that never sleeps but it's the city of dreams

[Chorus: w/ad libs by Gudda Gudda]

[Verse 2: Gudda Gudda]
Wat up uptown downtown 6th ward
7th ward hardheads west bank 5th ward
3rd ward 10th ward reppin every damn street
Shout out the mighty nine and east 2 mczan street
Rest in peace son he had tyra lan on lockdown
It's a shame dey took him out the game
I see ya c c nacho fe fe snag gang chuck d
Talley t street that's dem garetti boys all about
The fetti boy only think broke wrong here is the levi boy
U know my city nigga yea it's real hood
Talk to turk other day he doin real good
Hold ya head c hold ya head mack
Rest in peace solider damn we need u back
Shout out b.g. the whole chopper city
Cash money young money yea we got the city

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Short Dawg]
Let's welcome the katrina victims
I wasn't there when it happen but I seen the pictures
So ne thing my niggas need they can call short
My arms always opened like walmart
I moved to the A n promised I'm a be back
I'm still #1 in houston like t-mac
Check my sleeve test I know u see that
H with star syrup pourin over green back
N I ain't talkin miss butterworks
So pass me a styrofome double cup at first
N I'm a pour a four up in that n sip it till
U see me movin slow like I'm fat
Just the home of the the candy painted doors on the lac
N voices sounding deep as baratone on the track
(Aw really)
Yea we call that sprude n if u movin too fast we
Might call that rude
Houston

[Chorus]

done

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