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Whoop! Whoop!

by Kam

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Goddamn, that nigga Kam back on the scene With the brown and black on the same team The rap game seem so fucked up If a real nigga ever got in he probably lucked up These niggas sucked up our hood game Got fame and fucked up our good name It's a shame you got rich off of our stress and strife And you ain't never gang banged in your life Your wife the one that really wear the pants in the house So answer this, is you a man or a mouse? Tricky like Mickey when it comes to cheese (Yeah) you took a little quickie from the G's But that's cool though you did a do-low But after every show now the homies ask where that fool go? And soon you'll know what we bothered about When you hear my niggas hollerin' out Where all the eastside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the westside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the northside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the southside niggas at? Whoop whoop whoop Where all the eastside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the westside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the northside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the southside niggas at? Whoop whoop whoop It's that gangsta shit and if you really wanna know I got thangs to spit and if you feel he run the show Then you a busta too, what must I do? How many real rap niggas is it? (Just a few) I put my trust in you like the OJ jury But you dissed, so feel my fists of fury Sure we used to be cool and all that junk Little fat pot belly big titty duck flip punk With junk in your trunk like Pam On Martin, don't be startin' up no shit with Kam 'Cause I'll fuck you up you just ain't knowin' Keep your eyes on the road and watch where you going You takin' all my shots Like the "W" you took from me, nigga, stand for Watts Tryna say it stand for your group But like Toucan Sam, Kam can always smell a Fruit Loop Where all the eastside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the westside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the northside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the southside niggas at? Whoop whoop whoop Where all the eastside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the westside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the northside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the southside niggas at? Whoop whoop whoop You can't see these G's in no kinda way So what you wanna do? What you tryna say? Was you the only one dissin' or they were too? 'Cause we can all go head up on Pay Per View Tryna get you crew to do your dirty work You little nerdy jerk, take this and watch the birdies chirp This eastside, nigga, make me bow down Where all the C-Hogs and B-Dogs chow down Not to mention the brotherhood That's F.O.I. Killas to make it understood I shoulda beat your ass in Chicago Don't need security guards wherever I go And if it wasn't for Mustafa I really doubt Anybody else coulda saved you from gettin' knocked out That's what I'm about, niggas gave me the scoop Say what, you killin' Rickets & Sloops Where all the eastside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the westside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the northside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the southside niggas at? Whoop whoop whoop Where all the eastside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the westside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the northside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the southside niggas at? Whoop whoop whoop How could I diss thee, let me count the ways See I can talk about your ass for days I know shit about you you don't even know And if it wasn't for us you wouldn't even be breathin', bro That's for sure, this ain't no fairy tale shit But look at the thanks I get A hit record don't mean a motherfuck to me Niggas gave you a pass reluctantly 'Cause we told 'em you was with us, the F.O.I. And the niggas that was with me when I left know why I said, "Fuck Street Knowledge" and sat far away "Fuck Ice Cube and Pat Charbonnet" I gave all I could give But niggas know where y'all work and know where y'all live And tryna fuck me that's the worst mistake you could've made Y'all cursed 'til the price is paid Where all the eastside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the westside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the northside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the southside niggas at? Whoop whoop whoop Where all the eastside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the westside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the northside niggas at? Whoop whoop Where all the southside niggas at? Whoop whoop whoop What's up, nigga, you got beef with me, nigga? Nah, I ain't got beef with you, man You got beef with my homeboy, nigga? Your homeboy got beef with me You got beef with me then, nigga And

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