Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whoop His Ass, artist - Boot Camp Clik. Album song The Chosen Few, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.12.2005
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
Whoop His Ass |
| Yeah, this one for all you motherfuckers dissing me |
| And don’t I’m listening, well I’m listening you listen |
| I went from rags to riches, riches to rags |
| On my face & pocket to the one on gat |
| For the ones that be up back like anybody did it |
| Fronting like fake digits look Kenyta did it |
| Prolific hard-core shit I gotta spit it |
| The hardest admit it put my heart in it |
| I ain’t trying to see broke all wanna do is see notes |
| A few mill with an ill speedboat |
| And I quote Buck ain’t daily good |
| Fuck words, I spits shots till you feel good |
| Love rap & I love mc-ing |
| Shit but still love killing every nigga in sight |
| No reason, we in duck season, watch out |
| Elmer bud, smoke the fuss pull the Glock out |
| Jack in box two shots pop out |
| Still money on the dow pitch stock out |
| It’s Duckdown I-N-C for niggas who be D-I-C-K ride I-N-G |
| Don’t hate just holla and you can follow pitbull & rottweilers |
| Who wear chain tight collar |
| Benz to Impalas |
| Friends who just gotta grab they dick, cause they love |
| Hip Hop like Big Poppa |
| Dog, Heh I know it’s hard to see |
| But I’m Whoop your Ass my squad & me |
| That nigga on block slanging |
| Whoop his ass |
| Talking bout how he banging |
| Whoop his ass |
| Nigga felt your girl ass |
| Whoop his ass |
| He fronting on your cash |
| Whoop his ass |
| If he get up in your face |
| Whoop his ass |
| Put him back in his place |
| Whoop his ass |
| Don’t be playing with these niggas, man |
| You better Whoop his ass |
| Who dem niggas over there |
| Some broke dude fronting thinks I was scared |
| Man., get that thang what he moving onions |
| Stop playing I’ll show you how to this younging |
| See we about biz feed the kids, no apologies |
| Pushing for you industry niggas no stopping this |
| Been pissing whores before R. Kezzy |
| We number one stunners like Baby &Wezzy |
| Do like it’s easy want me, see me |
| Fuck talking, we squeezing my lips is greasy |
| My neck, My back |
| Y’all I’m gonna light this head crack |
| My neck, My back |
| Suck my dick & nut sack |
| Bitch! |
| Who this flapping like he started something |
| Acting like you hard or something |
| Man, listen you can sell drugs for life |
| I’m a hit-man for hire sell slugs for life |
| And you that right anybody left goodnight |
| Run you down your last sight is the headlight |
| In the Halo niggas better watch what they say yo |
| Cause I don’t play no bank broke O.K. |
| so |
| Up the world like I saw your girl |
| Fuck yours I throw up Crowhill you throw up Earl |
| I keep a mac by my dog precious |
| So I can bark & bite at the same time |
| Y’all test up I spaz out ass-low I never ass out |
| Keep a gun I be the first one to pull the brass out no doubt |
| So I ain’t to prove you nothing |
| But I can prove one thing is that you two-way fronting |