Текст песни This Is New Warleans - Gudda Chyld

Word to my motherfuckin' muva, I'ma violate your ass
Keep fuckin' playin' with me
This New Orleans versus everybody, open up them floodgates (huh)
Barely fuck with everybody, don't even claim the whole state
He from out of town, look how he dress, but see a new face (huh)

Either you gangsta as a pothole, or you sweeter than the beignet (bitch)
Creases in his G-Nikes, boy, he prolly been a steppa
Oh, you bucked up cause you got that bitch? Everybody had her (haa)
You done cuffed the same hoe that's outside every Sunday

Turn a nigga tee burgundy, caught jackets off Burgundy (what?)
My city say "ya heard me"
Don't make us repeat nothin' (ya heard me)
Bitch want seafood every day, red beans on a Monday (ha)
Just because you see it, you can't say it just like 'Tchoupitoulas'

You just tourin', stop actin' like you really born a shoota (boaw)
Turn his medulla to some smashed Mama noodles (huh)
Young bulls, loose screws, pullin' drills, power toola
This original Choppa City (waaa) Valence Street, 13th

I could pay a poor boy, turn a nigga into roast beef (blocka)
Fuck sayin' all that "opp" shit
When it's beef it's beef
We don't give a nigga options
Cause if it's street it street (ahuh)
Get the fuck back (back)
Bitch, you tore up
Get the fuck back (back)

I'm bout to blow up (boom)
Niggas turn gangsta only when they hoes up (what?)
Get the fuck out of New Orleans, go try Georgia, bitch
Stop makin' me have to fuckin' sound like a girl for this shit
Because, you know I straight give nigga vibes

(Ooouuu that VL nigga did that)