What Da (Album Version|Explicit) - Trick Trick/Miz Korona
Yeah
Party over
Down
Party over
Sit
Watch it watch out now
Trick Trick
He in the club with his fuck ripped I got the hoes
Who I came in this bitch with? Nobody knows
I'm in the corner so it kinda look like I'm alone
When I see he finna make his move I look at hoe
Diezel ease up behind his ass he on his heels
Trynna' watch him from the left nigga this shit is real
We finna give this mother fucker somethin' that the can feel
Bassis starin' at this nigga like the last meal
Dealin' cane around the corner he got the thang
He don't notice that it's on the floor we finna bang
I got some East Side killas with me this ain't a game
Big sweets big hoe X to bring pain
Here come ex Cash Lil' J and Big T
They ain't know I brought this many killers with me
Big Boy stepped in front of me I tapped his shoulder
Beat his mother fuckin' ass holla the party over
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck you lookin' at nigga?
What?
What the fuck you lookin' at nigga? Cash?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck you lookin' at nigga?
What?
What the fuck you lookin' at nigga? Cash?
I got a bad bitch she's checkin' for me this bitch tall
She seen the Wonder Boy's bitches beamin' and bitches froze
The way she lookin' at me know she wanna get low
Notice the mother fucker stand like this his house
Grab my hand pull me to the door say let's leave
I can tell he got somethin' stupid up his sleeve
He ain't see me toast a hundred bottles with these G's
I can blink an eye one shoulder? He won't breathe
So I figure I gon' ask this nigga what it was?
I don't wanna make it seem like I got a buzz
But I do and it's talkin' to me fuck him up
I'm a talk to this nigga first to see what's up
I was calm for a minute but it didn't last
And this stupid lookin' mother fucker is talkin' back
Don't wanna shut the club down Trick give him a pass
But he still keep starin' at me now beat his ass
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck you lookin' at nigga?
What?
What the fuck you lookin' at nigga? Cash?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck you lookin' at nigga?
What?
What the fuck you lookin' at nigga? Cash?
This bitch must be crazy she actin' outta order
She's pissed 'cause her man been waitin' to meet Korona
I'm a have to pull my blade and get to cuttin'
Better yet my niggas got them K's they get to bussin'
But I'm a knock this bitch out on some D shit
Stomp the hooker out 'til her ass can't see shit
We fifty deep but I ain't 'bout to call my squad and
We terrorize clubs like we roam with Bin Laden
We throw chants elbows and all that
If you don't wanna get yo ass kicked then fall back
Or get your jaw cracked with this baseball bat
Keep frontin' like you hard and catch a slug when you haul that
And I don't wanna go to jail for murda
But this ho 'causin' a seen unheard of
And I'm a have to hurt'a whip out the burna
Send that bitch to the spiddle for fuckin' with Miz Korona
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck you lookin' at bitch?
What?
What the fuck you lookin' at bitch? Cash?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck you lookin' at bitch?
What?
What the fuck you lookin' at bitch? Cash?
What the fuck you lookin' at bitch? Damn
