Whoop Dat b*tch lyrics

by

Gangsta Boo


[Intro]

[Chorus - Koopsta Knicca & Gangsta Boo]
Punk ass n*gga constantly talking that sh*t
Gonna f*cking come up missing, gon' get found in a ditch
I'll whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe (bring it)
Whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe
And after the club, constantly running his mouth
Trying to tell this motherf*cking n*gga
I'll whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe (bring it)
Whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe

[Verse 1 - Koopsta Knicca]
Koop back up in this hoe, I'm 'bout to lose control
We beat 'em to the floor, for that, man, they don't know
These hoes - they think they bad, we beem 'em up real fast
You touch me, b*tch - I'll beat your ass
'Bout your crew I serve them, so take this as a learner
Too hot trick for a burner (it's a murder, murder, murder, murder)
Heard this shirt through this birch that this dirk want to whoop me so
Blood on my pants, all on my clothes, oh no
Here we go, body blows, b*tch, Koop like to fight
f*ck that sh*t, I'm alright, special effects sitting up in my car right
Off the heezy, got this heat to your gut
b*tch, too buck for this club, let the .40 cal bust
Come in, jump in
The wind, my friend
The club, crunk up
Yes sir, say what
[Chorus - Koopsta Knicca & Gangsta Boo]
Punk ass n*gga constantly talking that sh*t
Gonna f*cking come up missing, gon' get found in a ditch
I'll whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe (bring it)
Whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe
And after the club, constantly running his mouth
Trying to tell this motherf*cking n*gga
I'll whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe (bring it)
Whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe

[Verse 2 - Gangsta Boo]
Dog, look, I be spranging on n*ggas, ask snipe
First a left then an uppercut, mighty quick right
You silly ass n*ggas be talking that yang, but I bet you won't swang
I got my slingshot blau-blau-blau to the brain
I'm the U, the G, the Q, the South
I get crunk as f*ck bowing b*tches in their mouth
If you wanna try me, mane, step up to my face, mane
I'm tired of you n*ggas talking sh*t about this player, mane
Busta ass n*ggas wanna act like they want some
Baby, I like pulling triggers for fun, get me real mad - you better run
Run like Forrest, pimping, I'm the hardest
The roughest, the baddest, b*tch, you ain't mad, is ya?
Bro, I'm like a hollow point coming fast as hell
Street ringers run the streets like the dawn of the dead
Yeah, I'm blowing like dyno, weakest link - good bye, hoe
Whoop that b*tch, hurt that hoe
March, trick, step into this motherf*cking mask
Gangsta Boo will be the last one standing, know that
[Chorus - Koopsta Knicca & Gangsta Boo]
Punk ass n*gga constantly talking that sh*t
Gonna f*cking come up missing, gon' get found in a ditch
I'll whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe (bring it)
Whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe
And after the club, constantly running his mouth
Trying to tell this motherf*cking n*gga
I'll whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe (bring it)
Whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe

[Verse 3 - Koopsta Knicca]
Touch me - you're gonna fry, ebonics, mane, there's no lie
On your shirt I see red dye, other words cherry pie
I beat jack out the frame, the Koopsta Knic's gone insane
Bad for your health, lil' mane, something like ana hang
Angered man lives a took, uppercut, then a left, right hook
Trick, this your last look, gon' get your b*tch ass whooped
Whooped and shoved in the parking lot, up with yellow sparks
AK shells ripped him 'part, the sawed-off shells pushed him far
This here could be your brother, uncle, neph' or your lover
See, death is what he discovered, the Koop is a motherf*cker
Gunning, man, they start running, man down, but ain't none funny
You shouldn't have bumped me, homie, like I'm a b*tch or something
Not depressed, but I'm suppressed to get the ang' off my chest
Thou once slept in a casket, when I awoke I start blasting, blasting
[Chorus x2 - Koopsta Knicca & Gangsta Boo]
Punk ass n*gga constantly talking that sh*t
Gonna f*cking come up missing, gon' get found in a ditch
I'll whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe (bring it)
Whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe
And after the club, constantly running his mouth
Trying to tell this motherf*cking n*gga
I'll whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe (bring it)
Whoop that b*tch, I'll hurt that hoe
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