100% Percent Gudda Lyrics & Chords By Lil B

This is 100 Percent Gudda We come from the bottom If you really wanna make it, you gotta struggle You know, we hustle every day, this life beautiful Only doing you, and we getting money 100% Gutta As I'm rapping, I get better and better And I'm making it, so holes won't be blowing through my sweater And plus I got the vest tucked tight, releasing whatever Nigga, I like to beef, put you right to sleep Feed you the double Glock, and then I bite your smeech And for all you niggas, who think B is sweet Put two Glocks in their throat, you won't need the piece Hopefully a piece of your throat don't fall on the streets Nigga, you feel this beat, then you bite the curb Exercising my flows with these type of words Bringing worlds together, forever I speak the truth Real talk man, I'm shaking worlds Every time I write a diss, it's advancing my slurves And curves, you feel me? I pronounce my words But I stay high all the time, I forgot what I said Don't come back down, I ain't no sucker, OK? I rock bitches from the top to the bottom .44, red beam, make it kick when you poppin' He ain't never walk around, but now he sleep in a coffin Nigga looking for a plate, man, we out here starving Nigga made it from the cut, it don't happen too often Gotta change your whole game, niggas made it to office Got a young nigga selling dope out of the Porsches He wanna rob the plug, but he don't know what it cost him The problem with the game: niggas in it for flossing Nigga then pulled up in the front of the Slauson Ghetto kids respect me like a law enforcement Nigga came and I torched him, any fucking sucker I'm ready, baby .9, with the semi cocked I'm out hitting licks, niggas think I'm lying Niggas pushing dope like, "thought it was science" Out of my mind, 100% Gutta mixtape Switchblade rap flow, cooked up, riding top Up top, Mona Lisa shots Niggas flashing up with [ ], like (bop bop bop bop) (bop bop) You feel me? Yeah Coming to your door like the pizza man Take your money like the preacher man Get my dope from London, you would have thought I needed a visa Lord help me, Jesus, these niggas outrageous Life just a game, and you gotta pick the stages Used to piss these bitches for twenties, you feel me? I'm up all night, like I'm working at Denny's Hired hitman, these niggas ain't too friendly Give up a angel, now you a danger to the city 100 Percent Gudda, that's the last thing with me Niggas try to play games, dudes just play games Life just a game, B make it rain Smoking in my car, now it's looking like a plane Bitch, kiss my ass, you never seen no bus I'm staying in the lane, niggas want to meet me in my lane Guns passed him, this is Lil B Man, one lesson, everybody Fuck these suckers man I'ma tell you Niggas out here with the blessings You feel me, 100% Gutta mixtape, I ain't stressing You feel me? It's that Lil B shit