Luyện nghe bài hát Whoop That Trick

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Whoop That (Get 'em)

I'ma these suckas recognize, I aint playing ho
If you violate, off the top, trick you go
I,ve held in,a lot of shit,
And I'm 2 flip
Now I think it's time 2 show you bitches who you with
D-JAY, the name,
And I to bring the pain
ana on my chest, got me at you lemon lames
Ya aint know? You with a street nigga
From the gutta, pimp tight / (slash) drug
Born and raised in the M-Memphis,
Before it's said and done you bitches gon' me
This the beginning, I got a lot to say
It's been time, and you got hell 2 pay
Aint no ho, just bring it 2 the door
i borrow none, let my nuts hang 2 the
So if you want some, this is yo wish
Betta come correct, because I 2 break you off trick

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Whoop That (Get 'em)

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You think I wont, beat that trick, whoop trick,
Got me acting and shit
Hoes me 2 calm down, but I'm like fuck that shit
I'm all ready, on that Hypnotiq, and that goose
shots of hen, that just gave me another boost
I'm electrified, you can see it in my eyes
shirt soaking wet, looking I just got baptized
drunk like a wino at a liquor sto'
but crunk like some sanctified folks catching the Holy
I think you understand
This one just might get banned
Settin off a riot like we livin in
But the durty, durty, and that's the way it goes
be the main ones actin like some hos
But you done up, you betta call the law
I'ma break this MOET bottle cross fuckin jaw
And that's for anyone who's ever me
Watch your back boy, cause you 2 get your ass beat

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Whoop That (Get 'em)

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I 2 bust a nigga's head
Leave him red
Fighting 4 his as they rush him 2 the meds
This is what happens you get caught up in the mix
All that jaw jackin got ass in a buncha shit
This that Memphis boy, you know we came to get buck
I thought you deep, nigga where's you back up?
Your clique, they some cowards, scattered out like roaches
That bottle across head got you leaking, loosing focus
See this is what we mean when we shut down the
Niggaz gangsta walkin, so we tear the bitch up
We some shittin niggaz from the ghetto and the projects
Left the police, cause we we the suspects
Make you what's next
guard your grill If they play this in the club, you'll get your
ass 4 real
My advice would be 2
M-town niggas sick, get without a warning and get your
ass whooped bitch

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Whoop That (Get 'em)