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Whoa (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(Pull-up in the trenches, pull-up in the trenches)

Pull-up in the trenches, pull-up in the trenches (skirt skirt)

I was selling dope when I was fourteen (fourteen)
Re’in up with fifty what the fuck you mean? (fuck you niggas mean)
The fuck you niggas mean (21 21)
Robbed em for two bands back there by the park (???)
Don’t you pull down in them ‘partments after dark (don’t you do it)
Five niggas five choppas and a brick a hard (brick a hard)
Neighbor callin 12 she say we making noise (making noise)
I pull up in the coupe you know it push start (push start)
I been jumped in the street I had a push start (blatt blatt)
Drank sippin lane switching with the gang bitch (gang bitch)
Girl stop you know your baby daddy lame bitch (that nigga lame bitch)
You say you wanna shoot we on the same shit (bloaw bloaw)
The shit a nigga tote will make a plane flip (pew pew pew)
VVS’s make a nigga chain drip (drip drip)
Choppa flip a nigga like Liu Kang kicks (hiyukan)

Smokin outta bag (Woah)
Count a lotta cash (Woah)
Drank a lotta syrup (Woah)
Pop a lotta xans (Woah)
Cook a lotta bricks (Woah)
Hit a lotta liqs (Woah)
Tote a lotta sticks (Woah)
Fuck a niggas bitch (Woah)
Pull up in a Porsche (Woah)
Pull up in a ‘Rari (Woah)
Pull up on a Harley (Woah)
Bitch I beg your pardon (Woah)
I been getting money (Woah)
You been doing nothing (Woah)
Baby daddy sorry (Woah)
I been counting hundreds (Woah)

Bitch you know your baby daddy sorry hoe (he sorry hoe)
I pull up in a Benz & a ‘Rari hoe (in a ‘Rari hoe)
Valet walk up on me when I hit the door (skirt skirt)
I take that double cup and then I pour a fo’ (mudd mudd)
I’m sippin codeine on the plane jack (on the plane jack)
First class shit with the gang jack (21 21 21)
How much you gon’ pay me for your chain back (your chain back)
Pussy ass nigga got his chain snatched (pussy)
21 Gang you know I claim that (21 21)
These niggas say they shooting where your aim at (21 21 21)
Niggas say they banging got they stain snatched (pew pew)
Boy you know you been a lame since like way back (blatt blatt blatt)
I pull up on your hoe and then I dick her down (I dick her down)
Ridin’ round the city with a hundred pounds (shhhhhhhh)
Ridin’ through your hood with a hundred rounds (pew pew pew)
If I catch a play then imma gun em down (pew pew pew pew)

Smokin outta bag (Woah)
Count a lotta cash (Woah)
Drank a lotta syrup (Woah)
Pop a lotta xans (Woah)
Cook a lotta bricks (Woah)
Hit a lotta liqs (Woah)
Tote a lotta sticks (Woah)
Fuck a niggas bitch (Woah)
Pull up in a Porsche (Woah)
Pull up in a ‘Rari (Woah)
Pull up on a Harley (Woah)
Bitch I beg your pardon (Woah)
I been getting money (Woah)
You been doing nothing (Woah)
Baby daddy sorry (Woah)
I been counting hundreds (Woah)

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Whoa! (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[black rob]
Yo i’m gettin ready to put y’all up on somethin man
(what’s goin on yo)
Yo, when you see somethin ill (uh-huh)
Knahmean? that shit is whoa (that’s what whoa means)
Anything ill you see is whoa (uh-huh)
Nigga have a big 6 at the curb that’s whoa (okay?)
Especially if he got the fully equipped kit on it; it’s whoa
Like youknowhatimean? like yo..

I had this bad bitch uptown, she was whoa!
Had me fucked up in the head i mean whoa!
Bought the bitch diamonds and pearls i mean whoa!
Shoulda seen them shits shinin on her wrist, whoa!
Now money ain’t a problem, see my dough is like whoa!
Pulled out my bankroll on y’all niggaz like whoa!
Floss the blue shrimp from two-tenth like whoa!
Faggot wanna peep my blueprints, i’m like whoa!
Had to hit the brakes on y’all niggaz like whoa!
Niggaz gettin pulled on my block like whoa!
Comin home within a half an hour like whoa!
Frontin like they had the manpower like whoa! more or less
More or so, i’ll rip your torso
I live the fast life, come through in the porshe slow like whoa!
My niggaz – like dough, light ‘dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like whoa!

{*inhales through nose*} ease pain with cocaine like whoa!
Now i’m doc strange in the range like whoa! (they don’t know me)
Hundred miles an hour, switchin lanes like whoa!
Plus i’m gettin brain from this chick like whoa!
Finger near a nigga asshole like whoa!
Scene floss riches and bitches like whoa!
Nine-nine jag benz coupe like whoa!
Keep them cheese lines on youe blocks like whoa!
Grenade through your window bitch, like whoa!
Love to see me do this shit, like whoa!
Niggaz put me through this shit, like whoa!
So i’ma go toe to toe, blow for blow like whoa!
And rip your torso
Live the fast life, come through in the porshe slow like whoa!
My niggaz – like dough, light ‘dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like whoa!

We bag it, then flip it like whoa!
Cars we jack it then strip it like whoa!
Fully equip it, front to back, like whoa!
Spittin on fiends that come for crack like whoa!
Askin for shorts and shit nigga like whoa!
Half on his krunk, now nigga that’s whoa!
Flow so properly you’ll see i’m whoa!
Ain’t no stoppin me, i’m deep like whoa!
Guns be poppin b, we creep like whoa!
Hear my name in these streets it’s like whoa!
Must i pound the concrete like whoa!
Fill his bitch ass, head to feet like whoa!
Your man ain’t whoa! the judge ain’t whoa!
C.o.’s ain’t whoa! p.o.’s ain’t whoa!
Play y’allself i get the g.i. joe
D-i-c, k riders ain’t whoa!
I’ll rip your torso
Live the fast life, come through in the porshe slow like whoa!
My niggaz – like dough, light ‘dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like whoa!

Niggaz gettin money in va is whoa!
Honies lookin right in atl is whoa!
Niggaz pimpin hoes in chi-town is whoa!
Bitches takin paper in l.a. is whoa!
Niggaz stacking dough in d.c. is whoa!
P.r. d.r. hold me down like whoa!
Ballers in detroit hold me down like whoa!
Niggaz in new orleans gettin money is whoa!
Boston and jersey, muh’fuckers is whoa!
Florida niggaz and philly niggaz is whoa!
Tampa and texas, cleveland is whoa!
Memphis and lil’ rock, my niggaz is whoa!
Panama niggaz they hold me down like whoa!
My new york peoples they hold me down like whoa!
Bad boy nigga, word is bond we whoa!
Alumni bitches, word is bond we whoa!

N.c, s.c., motherfuckers is whoa!
My nigga buckwild, word is bond he whoa!
Uhh.. and that’s just how the story go..

And whoever i forgot on this shit is, whoa!
Aww man, whoa!
Eighth street, life stories (whoa!)
P.d.p.r., that nigga..
The beat i got from big buckwild is whoa!
That nigga black rob on the mic is whoa!
My whole fuckin flow on the mic is whoa!

{*music fades*}

Whoa! (Letra)

Black Rob

Black Rob

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Whoaaaaaa!
I want blood
Southwest go home
I’m desperate to make love

Whoaaaaaa!
Desperate?
Southwest go home
I’m desperate to make love

Whooooaaaa!

Whoa ! (Letra)

Black Rob

Black Rob

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Yo I’m bout on something man
When u see something ill know what I mean, that shit is whoa
Anything ill u see is whoa
Nigga have a big 6 at the club that’s whoa
Especially if he got the fully equip kit on it’s whoa
U know what I mean, like yo

( Verse 1 )

I had this bad bitch Uptown, she was whoa!
Had me fucked up in the head I mean whoa!
Bought this bitch diamonds and perils, I mean whoa!
Should’ve seen them shits shinning on her wrist, whoa!
Now money ain’t a problem, see my doe is like whoa!
Pulled out my bankroll on y’all niggas like whoa!
Floss da blue shrimp from two-tenth like whoa!
Faggot wanna be my blue prints, I’m like whoa!
Had to hit the brakes on ya niggas like whoa!
Niggas getting bagged on my block like whoa!
Coming home within a half-hour like whoa!
Frontin like they had the man power like whoa!
More or less, more or so

( Chorus )
I’ll rip ya torso
I live the fast life, come through porshe slow like whoa!
My niggas like doe, like dro
Nitro, my flows, nice clothes like whoa!

( Verse 2 )

Each payin with cocaine like whoa!
Now I’m doc strange in da range like whoa!
Hundred miles an hour, swithing lanes like whoa!
Plus I’m getting brain from this chick like whoa!
Nigga near lick her asshole like whoa!
See him floss bitches and bitches like whoa!
’99 Jag benz coup like whoa!
Keep them g’s nines on ya blocks like whoa!
When they threw ya window bitch like whoa!
Love to see me do this shit like whoa!
Niggas put me through this shit like whoa!
So I’m a go toe to toe, blow for blow like whoa!

( Chorus )

( Verse 3 )

We bag it, then flip it like whoa!
Cars we jack it then strip it like whoa!
Fully equip it front to back that’s whoa!
Spitting on fiends that come for crack like whoa!
Asking for shorts and shit nigga like whoa!
Half on his crome, now nigga that’s whoa!
Flow so properly you’ll see I’m whoa!
Ain’t no stopping me, I’m deep like whoa!
Guns be popping B, we creep like whoa!
Hear my name in these streets it’s like whoa!
Must I pound the concrete like whoa!
Till this bitch ass has defeat like whoa!
Ya man ain’t whoa!
The judge ain’t whoa!
C-E-Os ain’t whoa!
P-Os ain’t whoa!
Play y’all self I get the G.I. Joe
D-I-C, K ryders ain’t whoa!

( Chorus )

Niggas getting money VA is whoa!
Bitches looking roght in ATL is whoa!
Niggas laying low in Shytown is whoa!
Bitches taking paper in LA is whoa!
Niggas stacking doe in DC is whoa!
PRDR hold me down like whoa!
Niggas in Detroit hold me down like whoa!
Niggas getting money in New Orleans whoa!
Boston and Jersey, my niggas is whoa!
Florida niggas, Philly niggas is whoa!
Tampa and Texas, Cleveland is whoa!
Memphis and Lil Rock, my niggas is whoa!
My New York niggas hold me down like whoa!
My Panama niggas hold me down like whoa!
Pampaya hold me down like whoa!
My man Dice Raw hold me down like whoa!
The whole Bad Boy hold me down like whoa!
NC, SC hold me down like whoa!
My man Buck Wild hold me down like whoa!
Allumni dog hold me down like whoa!
My man PD hold me down like whoa!
The whole JM hold me down like whoa!
Whole East Side hold me down like whoa!
My man P.I. hold me down like whoa!

( Whoa! as it fades out )

Whoa (Letra)

Amanda Perez

Amanda Perez

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

whoa [13x’s]

This nigga must be crazy,

think he could get up on A.P.

like that uh uh check it out

[verse 1:]

This be the day that i never forget driving in my bentley

sipping on my way bangs in the trunk and i heard my

my chest blinged all out and its all on my neck

I went to the crib about 2:00 forgot my keys so i had to knock

noone came to the front so i went to the back checked out the shit

that just happened i caught my man in the pool with a girl nice

skinny chick with Sherley Temple curls she got it in easy she tried to

cap **** and i told the little girl to keep ur hand on these

[chorus:]

cause these shit it aint no joke

and if you get a * the gone fill your throat

i could care less if you joked

gotta handle this here and thats for sure

uh whoa(gotta handle this) whoa(this some scandle shit)

whoa(whats a girl to do when she finds a man but nicked in the pool)

whoa thanks for gettin away is you crazy you know that i dont play

whoa you can keep it cause on the real i dont need it

[verse 2:]

See you tryin to be a playboy

but got caught up in the game now you noy

matter fact you could go upstairs and you could pack

try to love you but you dont know how to act try

to hit me from the front and not from the back

picking up chicks in my bens in my trunk

this the cadillac this aint the way that it goes

cause i sure aint your trick and i aint you hoe

so things dont last forever so you gots to go

jump in your ride put the medal to the floor

dont leave nothing behind take all your clothes

take the bloody towel you used for your bloody nose

this right here the case is close if you didnt know then boy now you

know you up for a biz so now your sold uh uh uh uh uh

[repeat chorus:]

[verse 3:]

better not make an excuse to come to the crib

dont try to beg for a home cause you aint got no where to live

sorry little daddy thats the way that it is and right now i gotta handle my biz

cause you the type of man that i gotta shut down cause you the type of man that

i dont

need around i caught you creeping

for all this time it was you that was peeping on all your late night calls

breaking my laws sliding off panties and unsnapping braws

dont blame it on me you did it just because dont try to say you didnt like the

way that

i was you so fake pleeding with me that it was a mistake boy you was in a dream

but

now your awake tell your girl friend to come pick up her snakes so

i can go to sun set boulevard and get me a drink, find a true man faster than

you can

blink what made you think that your shit didnt stink you think that you still

drivin

smoother than

me

[repeat chorus 2x’s]