Gudda Gudda - Small Thing To A Giant Lyrics
(feat. Lil Wayne)[Gudda Gudda:]I'm bout that drama, You *****ing with tha cannon niggaGot a gangsta grill yellow diamonds when I rambo niggaSo don't cross we got ammo like Rambo niggaLifes a gamble you craped out you bad gambling niggaNigga moving fast gotta pump the brakes on emThey better pump em fast before I beat the brakes off emMy goons real hungry looking for a big breakAnd you's a real phony looking like a big steakSo get your shit straight, Before I grab this big apeHit you in your left eye now you can't see shit straightRay Charles nigga blind to the factWhile you was in your class, I was grinding and getting scratchedThe knife grind you and you scratchedNow you crying like a *****, You a bird got wingsI'm a fly you with the pack, UhThese little niggas got the nervesThese niggas under meI put you under my wing, nigga you's a son to me[Chorus: Gudda Gudda]Small thing to a giantSmall thing to a giantSmall thing to a giantSmall thing to a giant[Lil Wayne:]Yeah, Guess What?, Streets off paperAnd me, I'm praying for probationLike my ancestors prayed for segregationI'm a predator when I pray, I don't mean meditationI mean vegetation, ***** the Feds and ***** the FederationAnd every agent, Man I want an Asian, Sex her like a geishaGet up in her stomach like Ignacio, Let me stopNaa let me keep going, C4ing, We blowingUp you better be detouring if we touring then she snoring cause he boringShorty need a refund bring it backAnd when it comes to me she pre-ordering and reordering and reorderingAnd I be ballin and I'm free falling and I sleep out of that *****And when she calling I don't answerBut she keep calling and keep callingAnd we ballin like we ballinAs a matter of fact like street ballinWe evolving, They dissolvingCincinatti Reds hat, Red blackCops find your body but they don't know where your head atUh, I'm goin in like wet *****, No money, That sound like debt to me***** I don't give a mother*****Yea I'm leanin, Bout to pour me up another cupYea I'm high, Bout to roll me up another bluntI rolled a Biggie Smalls... Heres another oneI'm in love with Wayne, Long hair don't care***** call me Rick James, HahahaWeezy that nigga, And don't forget da baby you *****ing babysitter[Chorus: Lil Wayne]Small thing to a giantSmall thing to a giantSmall thing to a giantAnd this a small thing to a giant[Gudda Gudda:]I'm goin in like I'm goin home20 thousand on my wrist and my neck that's my rolling stoneWent from being broke to not a pot to piss inNow I gotta pocket full of dead politiciansStop nigga listenCause I'm a bout to rape the game downNo toilet paper on me while I'm shittingFly boy hover over niggas like a flying saucerYMOB, Don't make me call the bossesYM gon eat and run like break-fastBeen running for too long it's time to take cashAnd I'm a smoke the game cause no air killsAnd for the money I eat beats up like bear grylls*****es love me when they stare I give them rare chillsBut money is over her, She can't see in a pair of heelsYoung nigga bout to bleed the gameThrow a stack at dem hoes and tell em keep the changeGasoline flow light the match, Watch it sparkFire jumpin off my lips everytime I talkLiving legend in the flesh, I'm the champ yesI'm serving niggas like my name is Pete SamprasGet hyphy if you want and I'm a shake them dreadsAnd go dumb with the tool upside your headWho want it? You get em, I taunt emTake all his money then I take a shit on himYour whole click is phony, My little ponysGudda walk alone and shit my shadow is my armyWhy I need a nigga when I got my tool on meMy little buddy got bullets like the armyMilitary thoughts like I trained with Al-QaidaRaid a niggas crib with a box cutter razorLook, So bow down to the chief the the champDictator in the streets nigga signed and stampedGudda!
