Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whoop Dat Bitch, artist - Gangsta Boo. Album song De Inevitable, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 09.08.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mindz
Song language: English
Whoop Dat Bitch |
| Punk ass nigga constantly talking that shit |
| Gonna fucking come up missing, gon' get found in a ditch |
| I’ll whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe (bring it) |
| Whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe |
| And after the club, constantly running his mouth |
| Trying to tell this motherfucking nigga |
| I’ll whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe (bring it) |
| Whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe |
| 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, bitch — 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, bitch, Koop like to fight |
| Fuck that shit, I’m alright, special effects sitting up in my car right |
| Off the heezy, got this heat to your gut |
| Bitch, 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 |
| Punk ass nigga constantly talking that shit |
| Gonna fucking come up missing, gon' get found in a ditch |
| I’ll whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe (bring it) |
| Whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe |
| And after the club, constantly running his mouth |
| Trying to tell this motherfucking nigga |
| I’ll whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe (bring it) |
| Whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe |
| Dog, look, I be spranging on niggas, ask snipe |
| First a left then an uppercut, mighty quick right |
| You silly ass niggas 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 fuck bowing bitches in their mouth |
| If you wanna try me, mane, step up to my face, mane |
| I’m tired of you niggas talking shit about this player, mane |
| Busta ass niggas 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, bitch, 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 bitch, hurt that hoe |
| March, trick, step into this motherfucking mask |
| Gangsta Boo will be the last one standing, know that |
| Punk ass nigga constantly talking that shit |
| Gonna fucking come up missing, gon' get found in a ditch |
| I’ll whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe (bring it) |
| Whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe |
| And after the club, constantly running his mouth |
| Trying to tell this motherfucking nigga |
| I’ll whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe (bring it) |
| Whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe |
| 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 bitch 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 motherfucker |
| Gunning, man, they start running, man down, but ain’t none funny |
| You shouldn’t have bumped me, homie, like I’m a bitch 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 |
| Punk ass nigga constantly talking that shit |
| Gonna fucking come up missing, gon' get found in a ditch |
| I’ll whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe (bring it) |
| Whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe |
| And after the club, constantly running his mouth |
| Trying to tell this motherfucking nigga |
| I’ll whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe (bring it) |
| Whoop that bitch, I’ll hurt that hoe |