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Gouda (feat. B-Legit & Stressmatic of the Federation)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B-Legit
B-Legit
Vocals
E-40
E-40
Vocals
Droop-E
Droop-E
Background Vocals
Mugzi
Mugzi
Background Vocals
Stresmatic
Stresmatic
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandt Jones
Brandt Jones
Songwriter
Earl Stevens
Earl Stevens
Songwriter
Ricardo Thomas
Ricardo Thomas
Songwriter
Thomas Tremaine Jackson
Thomas Tremaine Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dewayne "Emperor" Searcy
Dewayne "Emperor" Searcy
Executive Producer
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Executive Producer
Rob McDowell
Rob McDowell
Executive Producer
Vince Phillips, Esq.
Vince Phillips, Esq.
Executive Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Michael Denton
Michael Denton
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Sidel
Andrew Sidel
Recording Engineer
Dale Everingham
Dale Everingham
Recording Engineer
Dustin Perfetto
Dustin Perfetto
Recording Engineer
E-40
E-40
Executive Producer
Ricardo Thomas
Ricardo Thomas
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ooh, hustlers are us
My game sharper than the elephant's tusk
My, myself and I, the only one that I can trust
Sleep with one eye open, finger on the pistol clutch
I got my hands and everything, I'm real instrumental
I'm as real as they come, ain't got no bitch potential
When I was comin' up there certain things we don't allow
Like long fingernails and men arching they eyebrows
Here's another thing I don't condone and don't approve
How all of a sudden snitchin' became cool? (I dunno)
I'm gamed up, I be chewing on this mack granite
OG Jay be stomped down, laced a ****, posted never can
Fucked the baddest broad in the whole facilitation
All by way of mouthpiece just by my manipulation
I can make it look like I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
Persuade a broad to put on the dress and break her for her purse
[Verse 2]
Ten racks and a rubber band (Gouda)
Got three or four more in my mother hand (Gouda)
It sound like five, ten, fifteen, twenty (Gouda)
It sound like twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty (Chalupa)
Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man (Gouda)
In that Nike shoe box like a hundred grand (Gouda)
It sound like forty-five, fifty-five, sixty-five, seventy-five (Gouda)
It sound like eighty-five, ninety-five, wait, what am I doing? (Chalupa)
[Verse 3]
A day in the life on the soil in Caliscrillya
Take the wrong turn and these youngsters out here'll kill ya
The law ain't concerned, they love us hustlas and dealers
They wanna tear our houses down, so they can build some Ikeas
Ooh, just tryna get my point across
Where I from it's pandemonium and chaos
Where I'm from the lights is off, we use matches
Where I'm from we do it bare-faced instead of ski masks
Ooh, no more talking on them cells
I heard the federal went ahead and bought Nextels, (what?)
Ooh, over crowded jails
They got us sleepin' in the gym instead of our own cells
Ooh, put our yeti together
Me and my investors, we flippin' ten or better
I got some gouda, got a little bit of cheddar
My medallion got more colors than a peacock feather
[Verse 4]
Ten racks and a rubber band (Gouda)
Got three or four more in my mother hand (Gouda)
It sound like five, ten, fifteen, twenty (Gouda)
It sound like twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty (Chalupa)
Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man (Gouda)
In that Nike shoe box like a hundred grand (Gouda)
It sound like forty-five, fifty-five, sixty-five, seventy-five (Gouda)
It sound like eighty-five, ninety-five, wait, what am I doing? (Chalupa)
[Verse 5]
Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man
With bitch like I do little whips about the stunna van
Might as well, she a runner man
Off top, I'm a boss, shoe box full of rubber bands
Contraband on the other hand
Big guns, big clips, turn around, roll center man
On the real I'm a gentleman
Put the scrilla, I'm a killa, man, hit it like a little man
Little man, what you doin' with that?
From the scratch, we can load up the Lac
A-1, we can bring that back from day one
We get them racks
Big stacks in the back of the shack, aye
I bob and weave in
Hella turkey bags just to put my weed in
Oh, we gettin' Chalupa
Wrapped cheese in a rubber band and call it the gouda
[Verse 6]
Ten racks and a rubber band (Gouda)
Got three or four more in my mother hand (Gouda)
It sound like five, ten, fifteen, twenty (Gouda)
It sound like twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty (Chalupa)
Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man (Gouda)
In that Nike shoe box like a hundred grand (Gouda)
It sound like forty-five, fifty-five, sixty-five, seventy-five (Gouda)
It sound like eighty-five, ninety-five, wait, what am I doing? (Chalupa)
[Verse 7]
Look out pimp
We gettin' it, so what you need is (Gouda)
Bay business, so what you need is (Gouda)
We gettin' it, so what you need is (Gouda)
Ice pussy, so what you need is (Chalupa)
We gettin' it, so what you need is (Gouda)
Bay business, so what you need is (Gouda)
We gettin' it, so what you need is (Gouda)
Sick with it, so what you need (Chalupa)
[Verse 8]
We doin' way to much (Gouda)
We never water down, we doin' way too much (Gouda)
And you don't wanna stunt with us (Gouda)
Hustlers are us, we doin' way too much (Chalupa)
We doin' way to much (Gouda)
We never water down, we doin' way too much (Gouda)
And you don't wanna stunt with us (Gouda)
Hustlers are us, we doin' way too much (Chalupa)
[Verse 9]
Ten racks and a rubber band
Got three or four more in my mother hand
It sound like five, ten, fifteen, twenty
It sound like twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty
Gettin' money, I'm a stunna man
In that Nike shoe box like a hundred grand
It sound like forty-five, fifty-five, sixty-five, seventy-five
It sound like eighty-five, ninety-five, wait, what am I doing?
[Verse 10]
The definition of gouda, what's a definition?
Chalupa, scrilla, scratch, paper, yaper, capital
The definition, gouda means cheese and cheese
Means yaper you square ass square butts
Let's get back to what we was talkin' 'bout earlier
What was we talkin' bout earlier, pimp?
Hustlers, hustlers are us, look out, look out, pimp
Written by: Brandt Jones, Earl Stevens, Ricardo Thomas, Thomas Jackson
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