| WHOOP I can’t get
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| WHOOP this wicked shit
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| WHOOP out my system
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| WHOOP and it ain’t never quittin'
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| JUGGALO JUGGALO I don’t wash my pants, I’m a SCRUBBALO
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| Bitch, this the wicked shit
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| Just bumpin' this’ll get you a fat lip
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| Another card is comin'
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| Gettin' your guard or somethin'
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| Start runnin'
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| I break off into 6 mini ninjas
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| Cut through your neck across many inches
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| The bass rattle my balls I can’t help it
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| Spit so hard on the mic I melt it
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| I’m legendary scary
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| Make the tooth fairy pussy hairy
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| Shoot you in the head
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| I’m Michigan military
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| Stick my boot up your dingleberry and marry
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| Bust you in the head with a hammer like tom and jerry
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| AMB and Clay with the 3 claw attack
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| Big J in the back
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| With the fully auto mac like
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| I love the haters, they hate us cuz the shit we do is so fresh
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| Underground, love n rep beneath the surface
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| Runnin and keep it wicked with JUGGALO’S and 'LETTES
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| Because we keepin it family till the fuckin death
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| Blow the blow the roof off this bitch
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| If we WHOOP one more time then someones wig splits
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| WHOOP like its easy WHOOP with AMBeezy
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| WHOOP with ICP and DJ CLeezy
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| WHOOP its young wicked in the hatchet crew
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| If my boys ain’t down with a rapper I’ma clap 'em too
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| Who the fuck could it be? |
| OT
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| Hoes in the beat
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| Dead fallin' from the mic to my feet
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| Ill beat yo head into the street
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| With no mask on the surveillance tape
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| The cops got a good look at my face
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| Holdin the sign with the mixtape release date
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| Bone stub I spit that wicked blood
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| Flowin out my mouth as I do my thing and kick it
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| My steel I keeps it hella real
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| Head up I cut myself everytime I make the kill
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| Let the truth be told your girly loves it
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| Send her over, cuz I be like fuck it, I let her know
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| Chokin and stabbin her face like its nothin
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| Muthafucker I ain’t frontin its murder lovin like
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| WHOOP
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| Throw your hands up if you ain’t JUGGALO
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| Burn a hole in the carpet when you hit the flo'
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| We WHOOP we roll, no need to ask questions
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| Turn on your local news top story at eleven
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| Make the world stop, dead on its axis
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| Hatchet swingin so fast make it spin backwards
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| Body count risin faster than your eye blink
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| We got the and blood, you just added the ink |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whoop, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song Featuring Freshness, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп