The Dungeon

Gudda Gudda

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    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 fuckin' look at muah
    Send that Ray Charles to ya, make your vision fall
    Hell calls, kuz y'all niggaz ain't trustin' the god
    Put arrows on ya head, no water dog
    I'm a cough, spittin' god when Young Money bomb
    Fuck your walls, bitch 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, fuck these other niggaz do it for

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    Jae Millz:
    Huge appetite (yes) fuck a half a bite
    I need that whole pie, dough, and cheese but you could have a slice
    Nigga, I shut the stage down and smash the mic
    Plus I kill after parties, I call 'em after lifes
    To the rap game, Millz don't make classics
    And I don't write songs, bitch, I create caskets
    Who want a dirtnap (who) your grim reaper is here
    I compose funerals for you niggaz 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 niggaz like the mortgage do
    You niggaz 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 niggaz is garbage, put these niggaz in a trashcan
    I'm the one-man band and I'm marching while I'm laughin'
    Drag these bitches 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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