Correction Lyrics You Know Whatsup by Evil Pimp

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You know whatsup when we ratata on you punk
You getting bucked by some n***as who ain’t giving no f**k
You know whatsup when we ratata on you trick
You getting clicked by this n***as known as Krucifix
You know whatsup when we ratata on you punk
You getting bucked by some n***as who ain’t giving no f**k
You know whatsup when we ratata on you trick
You getting clicked by this n***as known as Krucifix

Breakin' the law every day and I don’t care what they say
They better stay out my way ‘cause I ain’t playin' no games
Window lane, I’m bein' serious mane so just you stay in yo place
Or be brave for this murder case
I’m buckin' the system and everybody who’s been in it
I gotta get ‘em, I gotta get ‘em [?], I have to wig split ‘em
I lit ‘em, my hollow tip playin' down in a prick
Come on temple quick, believe that my pimpin thick trick
Stop ridin' on my f**kin' d**k I’m packin' teflon
I’ll leave yo’ a** face down in your front lawn
You best stay home ‘cause this killas lurkin' at the dawn
Shot at your crew ‘cause you cut the diss on a song
This track goes out to all you n***as who be dissin’
You better turn up all you mobs so you can listen
Pay some attention or you gon’ end up missin'
I bet you wish that not the Evil Pimp be clickin’
Trigger back, I let ‘em know that I’m down for a jack
I survive black with a mask s’pose to crack
You motherf**kers fall no need to reload
I’ma shoot through the head down the floor ‘cause I’m a killer ho
You know whatsup when we ratata on you punk
You getting bucked by some n***as who ain’t giving no f**k
You know whatsup when we ratata on you trick
You getting clicked by this n***as known as Krucifix
You know whatsup when we ratata on you punk
You getting bucked by some n***as who ain’t giving no f**k
You know whatsup when we ratata on you trick
You getting clicked by this n***as known as Krucifix

I rollin' up, hit the ‘burbs kickin' them hoes through the curve
My daily help findin' word will get a n***a superv’
Because I call off let’s go, rock you off dead at my trunk
Heard you was talkin' that chunk now feel the chunk from this punk
I never pity no enemy [?]
N***a I know when you fearin' me but you ain’t no damn frenemy
‘Cause I’m suckin' ‘em clouds, I’m comin' wicked and wow
I know you hatin' my style so how you likin' me now?
I rob with killers and thugs we bumpin' slugs through your mug
Throw yo a** up on the rug we throwin' hoes in the club
I’m comin' [?] speak but if [?]
You think your [?] so sweet, I knock you dead I complete
I flappin' n***as like [?], feel the tounge in your lap
‘Cause you was runnin' your gat, keep out my damn name out yo’ [?]
Taking my sh*t out like ditches, I’m kicking harder than Splinter
Playa Rob’s life is the tempter
I snatched you straight out the picture [?]
You know whatsup when we ratata on you punk
You getting bucked by some n***as who ain’t giving no f**k
You know whatsup when we ratata on you trick
You getting clicked by this n***as known as Krucifix
You know whatsup when we ratata on you punk
You getting bucked by some n***as who ain’t giving no f**k
You know whatsup when we ratata on you trick
You getting clicked by this n***as known as Krucifix
You know whatsup when we ratata on you punk
You getting bucked by some n***as who ain’t giving no f**k
You know whatsup when we ratata on you trick
You getting clicked by this n***as known as Krucifix
You know whatsup when we ratata on you punk
You getting bucked by some n***as who ain’t giving no f**k
You know whatsup when we ratata on you trick
You getting clicked by this n***as known as Krucifix

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