Correction Lyrics Ass Whoop by Dayton Family

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You gon get your ass whooped
You gon get your ass whooped
You gon get your ass whooped
You gon get your ass whooped

Please someone come and get him,
'cause I'm about to hit him,
I hope that suit that that bitch bought to wear to church still fit him
he let his partners pump him
said we didn't wanna jump him
Put him in the spot,
now watch 40 Dayton niggas stomp him
I play for more then keeps
so if we beef, then bitch don't sleep
'cause I hit your block just like the city
Comin to sweep your streets,
Sniper like John Malvo
bitchs hitting the gravel
my bullets movin like they got OnStar when they travel
Bitch, I shoot hoes with accuracy
f*ck police in back of me,
Watch me use these slugs
like Noxzema clearin up your acne
I give face shots,
From two glocks
When shove come to push
don't come apologetic after you see me hop out that bush
In black gloves, black mask,
Puttin that thing on your ass,
Jump back in my heavy Chevy
hit my weed, dash, and laugh
So check my staff,
Dayton Ave, the feds tryin to indite us,
We claim hits like terrorists
that gang bang with al-qaeda
Ya bitch.

Keep spreadin rumors hoe,
And you gon get your ass whooped
Dip in my business,
And you gon get your ass whooped
Walk in the club hatin,
You gon get your ass whooped
Buy them niggas off Dayton
You gon get that ass whooped

Whoop his ass, whoop his ass, whoop his ass, whoop his ass
(Anit no hoes in here)
Whoop his ass, whoop his ass, whoop his ass, whoop his ass
(Anit no hoes in here)
Whoop his ass, whoop his ass, whoop his ass, whoop his ass
(Anit no hoes in here)
Whoop his ass, whoop his ass, whoop his ass, whoop his ass
(Anit no hoes in here)

This anit no f*ckin movie,
them boys anit tryin do me
Thats why I bust 2 when my shot left from this f*ckin Uzi
Somebody should have told him,
But then they try to hold him,
Pick him off the floor, kick him out the door,
Thats where we f*ckin throwed him,
My street we had to crown him,
But then we tried to drown him,
Tied to a weight in Devils Lake,
thats where they f*ckin found him,
somebody call the coppers,
Them boys done brung them choppers,
We whoopin ya'll ass in the club,
and can't nobody stop us,
blew off his Bossalini,
smoked him and f*cked his genie,
better watch your mouth,
I'm down with ? bitch, you can't f*ck with ?,
Dayton Family always thuggin,
Street boys anit never buggin,
f*ck around with us and we gon put you where we put your cousin,
shotgun went through his belly,
murder him like Machiavelli,
bullet wonds wide open, left him leakin like some f*ckin jelly,
see me you better not know me,
shoot first my daddy told me,
po i'ma menace, rapin these bitchs like my name was Kobe,

I'll attack you hoes like Jeffrey Dahmer,
I shoot shit that'll go through armor,
When they find me, my Mack 90's gon explode,
like its the Unabomber,
guns are bustin, no discussion,
we be rushin, who you trustin,
Dayton niggas gon split your shit bitch,
mother f*ck them repercussions,
I smell p*ssy is that you,
Don't get f*cked by my whole crew, or wind up in intensive care,
for f*ckin with Dayton avenue,
and bitch I'm down for trigger play,
f*ck what other niggas say,
It'll make my day, to see you jumpin gates when I'm bustin with that Kane.

Anit no hoes in here
Anit no hoes in here
Anit no hoes in here
Anit no hoes in here

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