Soundtracks - Whoop That Trick - Djayz lyrics

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Soundtracks - Whoop That Trick - Djayz lyrics

[Chorus 16x] Whoop That Trick (Get 'em) [Verse 1] I'ma make these s**as recognize I aint playing ho If you violate off the top, trick you gotta go I've done hell, been through a lot of sh** And I'm about 2 flip Now I think it's time 2 show you b**hes who you f**in with D JAY that's the name And I came to bring the pain Emblem on chest, got me busting at you in the lanes Ya aint know? You f**in with a street n***a >From the gutta, pimp tight / (slash) drug dealer Born and raised in the M-Memphis, Tennessee Before it's said and done you b**hes gon' remember me This only the beginning, I got a lot to say It's been along time, and you got hell 2 pay Aint no love ho, just bring it 2 the do' i bar none, I let my nuts hang 2 the flo' So if you want some, this is yo last wish Betta come correct me, cause I came 2 break you off trick [Chorus 16x] Whoop That Trick (Get 'em) [Verse 2] You think I wont beat that trick, whoop that trick Got me acting f**ed and sh** Ho is telling me 2 calm down but I'm like f** that sh** I'm all ready, I'm right here All narcotic, with some gray goose Another shot of hen, that just gave me another boost I'm feelin electrified, you can see it in my eyes My shirt soaking wet, looking like I just got baptized Riled up, like a rhino in a liquor sto' Like some sanctified folks catching the Holy Ghost I don't think you understand This one here just might get banned Settin off a riot like we livin in Afghanistan This the durty, durty, and that's the way it goes Security be the main ones actin like some hos But now you done f**ed up, you betta call the law I'ma break this ? bottle across your f**in jaw And that's for anyone who's ever disrespecting me Watch your back boy, cause you bout 2 get your a** beat [Chorus 16x] Whoop That Trick (Get 'em) [Verse 3] I came 2 bust a n***a's head Leave him bloody red Fighting 4 his life as they rush him 2 the meds This is what happens when you get caught up in the mix All that talk just got your a** in a buncha sh** This that Memphis drama boy, so we came to get f**ed I thought you came with heat, n***a where's you back up? Your clique, they some cowards, they scattered out like roaches That bottle across your head got you leaking, loosing focus See this is what we mean when we shut down the club n***az started gangsta walkin, so we tear the b**h up We some sh**tin hood n***az from the ghetto and the projects Left the police, cause we know we the suspects Make you wonder what's next b**h guard your grill If they play this in the club, you'll get your a** beat 4 real My advice would be 2 chill In time n***a see, you'll get caught without a warning and get your a** whooped quick b**h [Chorus 16x] Whoop That Trick (Get 'em)