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Wha' What Wha' What Lyrics - Ghetto Supastar - Pras

Uh, yeah, huh, yeah 

Yo, yo, yo, I'll do a double dish cleaner 

The funny ass cats remind me of a skinner 

Now you listen up, now what, heat on spitter 

 

A renegade with my blade watch you get cut up 

Sucker ass punk, you used to get beat up 

Type of dude that'll smoke your weed up and eat up 

Hold up, surrender your squad, it's a stick up 

 

Fifty-two pickup, you high school drop-out, gives you enough float 

To succeed or get tighter, what up, your block, get up 

Shut up or put up I'ma 'bout to let up 

Licky, licky here, two shots you gone lick up 

 

Take her to the news under, you should've eased up 

Wha' what wha'? You got me fed up, get up or shut the F up 

You done F'ed up, 8 or 9 enough even if she has seven runner up 

Like the fans, like your thumbs up, what up? 

 

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I make them bowl like Shopper Ranks 

I'm the Captain of the ship, make them cats walk the plank 

What the F you think I'm Point, Point Blank 

Turn off my sound niggas, let crank 

 

East Side where you at, where you at? 

West Side throw it up, throw it up 

North Side where you at, where you at? 

South Side throw it up, throw it up 

 

See, blaze me above the game with no limit 

Niggas nowadays can slick and pull gimmicks 

Cowber use roly well iced that been in it 

Mines is loose rocks and the Beverly spin in it 

 

Only place tin linid they cost a lot 

When no money on the game you sure talk a lot 

Never like a nigga car, you walk a lot 

See I make cream a lot, while you niggas dream a lot 

 

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Can't you see it's all real, bras want to do me 

Get it attached to me like I'm starrin' in movies 

Nigga Nor wanna do me, thing is I got none 

Wanna be my main chick, chill I got one 

 

If it's hot in a lady then I can cop some 

Most players all fall, tightly tint 

See me fly through the window 'cause it's lightly tint 

But it's strongly minute got a fall so cats frequent 

 

Hate weed peepin', best cats seekin' 

Wanna kill me in the daytime, look it won't happen 

You ain't a thug nigga this is some girls is rap, what 

(Yeah, you don't won't no problem) 

 

East Side where you at, where you at? 

West Side throw it up, throw it up 

North Side where you at, where you at? 

South Side throw it up, throw it up 

 

Yo my M O is S O L O hello 

Shake like Jello bionics and nice fellow 

Long hair, pussy's and pussy head too 

In a room with the doctor, how the hell I stop ya? 

 

The Rolex topper long as ya coppin' them yo 

It means it's copper, don't need to stop ya 

When I'm speakin' opera, which y'all don't understand 

That it's my channel Boo-Bionic Mister man 

 

Why y'all play tennis, we sway inventists 

So our house can finish, wait a minute 

Change the color of my whips, despite you bastards 

Spit it green-cold on it, like you won the masters 

 

Flow faster, speed it up, heat it up why don't y'all just heat it up? 

Spit it on some feeder bust, slow it up 

Make the beat that we blow it up 

Ya niggaz ain't mine, better pray you throw it up 

 

East Side where you at, where you at? 

West Side throw it up, throw it up 

North Side where you at, where you at? 

South Side throw it up, throw it up, now 

 

Yo I keep my mind on my riches snitches get snitches 

Cats on the low they all act like bitches 

So what up, where you at with the nine-sin? 

Feel my triples please circle the violence 

 

Let me abolish this sh like Nat Turner 

Drop by Tom Warner, peace to my crooked cop killers 

With the six shooter while fake niggaz 

Getting drunk off of wine coolers yo, uh 

 

Yo she big on the game it's broke I wanna fix it 

Make hot and get that down, we remix it 

He speakin', here we go your beef is nice 

I'm from the gutter mother, best you think twice 

 

Now back to who's nice M O S T W A N T E D 

You niggaz can't see me I'm glad that you turn 

Poke that out of space shit 

I bring you back to Earth, what 

 

East Side where you at, where you at? 

West Side throw it up, throw it up 

North Side where you at, where you at? 

South Side throw it up, throw it up 

 

East Side where you at, where you at? 

West Side throw it up, throw it up 

North Side where you at, where you at? 

South Side throw it up, throw it up 

 

Wha, wha, wha? 

Wha, wha, wha? 

Wha, wha, wha? 

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