(feat. Problem & YG)
[Hook: Hitta J3]
Do yo gudda, d-do yo gudda
D-do yo gudda, do yo gudda
Go from your head to your waist
Go from your head to your waist
Do yo gudda
Like you holdinâ two straps
Then throwing on your ski mask
Do yo gudda, d-do yo gudda
D-do yo gudda, do yo gudda
Like you holdinâ two straps
Then throwing on your ski mask
Do yo gudda, d-do yo gudda
D-do yo gudda
[Verse 1: Problem]
First off, R.I.P foâ
Compton, California in case you didnât know
All up on Durham with a pretty white ho
Made it out the hood but Iâm still psycho
Kid wanna play, better call Tyco
Money always right nigga, no typo
Stay high in the sky like my next flight go
Do my thug, one glove, Iâm the next Michael
Gudda, gudda, go bad on âem
Synchronize the surprise, have âem land on âem
Back when bone had the cut in â88, no fake
Shot the L little Doug and baby eight
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Hitta J3]
(Hitta J3) Straps I keep two
They want an explanation, but pigs, I donât speak to
Nuclear bombs, weâre making the most noise
Boys in the hood, Iâmma do âem like Doughboy
Go, here comes the sirens
Block is hot as the irons
Swerving on Avalon
Iâm reppinâ the deuce like Bobby Johnson
Glocks shoot âem like murder
Got both of âem like Kirk
Come deep like we on some buckets
Ride through with no interruptions
From your head to your waist, they do it in every city
With my Chucks and my Dickies Iâm on Ciroc like Iâm Diddy
Aim for his head, knock him right on his Cortez
Not only a dance itâs your regular program
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Iâmma do my gudda like itâs my bread and butter
Hit my nigga, on his cell, oh little L thatâs my brother
Tell me that a female wanna fuck with the K-Dot
Eat it up, then beat it up, my MO baby, may I?
Two times, I do mines, I knew mines, I do fine
I keep bread and croutons, we bust ass then move on
Whatâs happeninâ? Iâm bagging through a bitch and gettin' richer
Bought some toys for the kids, bought a chopper for my nigga, yup
And Iâm jigginâ in the function, I throw my arms up with my index finger pumpinâ
A brand new dance coming straight up out of Compton
Little K-Dot from the A-block and Iâm Rosecrans thugginâ huh
[Verse 4: YG]
(Guns shots) Ayy, thats how I sound when I get off
Tree top Bompton, hold on let me get my shit off
Strapped, hope I donât get caught, hold up, let me shit talk
The 745 and Rosecrans had them pissed off
My gudda keep a slug and a clip that holds numbers
âCause I be in the Porsche riding through the bity all summer
Ducking from the under covers on my second level
Still in the streets now because of half you muthafuckas (ay)
Fronting with the Chuck Tâs
[This my creed, this my steez nigga on P's]
Ninth grade at Paramount High I was fucking edgy
Socking out any motherfucker that couldnât stand me
I did my gudda
[Hook]
[Outro: Hitta J3] (x2)
You can love it or can hate
But I got it just in case
Grab and pull 'em off your waist
Like you aiming for his face
[Hook]
- :
- The Heart Series
- The Heart Part 4 (Single)
- HUMBLE. (Single)
- untitled unmastered.
- California Dreams (Mixtape)
- To Pimp a Butterfly
- Welcome To Compton
- The Kendrick Lamar Ep
- Kendrication (Mixtape)
- King Of New York
- BET Cypher 2013
- The Recipe (Single)
- Good Kid, M.A.A.D City
- Swimming Pools (Drank) (Single)
- My People (Single)
- Section 80
- O.verly D.edicated (Mixtape)
- Non-Album Releases
- Pre-Good Kid In A Mad City
- Compilation