Chords for Whoop that Trick-German

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ist das frauenfeindlich, damit kommst du heute in kein [Abm] Club mehr rein.
Ich muss ja nicht unbedingt Bitch zu ner Schlampe sagen.
Ja, außerdem sind die meisten Bitches, die ich kenne, Typen.
Stell dir vor, du predigst in [Db] ner Kirche, alles klar?
Wenn du was anderes sagen müsstest als Beat that Bitch, was wär das?
Keine [E] Ahnung, scheiße.
Sowas eh, ähm_
Stomp that hoe.
Wer spielt denn das?
_ [Gb] Ähm, scheiße, whoop that trick.
Nein, nein, was war das?
Noch mal zurück.
[C] Was?
Whoop that trick.
Das ist es.
_ [Eb] Wieso, was ist denn damit?
So, [E] so, wie ne Beschwörungsformel.
Whoop that trick.
Whoop that trick.
Get [Eb] him.
Whoop that trick.
Get him.
Whoop that trick.
Get him.
Whoop that trick.
Get him.
Whoop that trick.
Jetzt weiß ich, was du [Ab] meinst.
Get him.
Whoop that trick.
Hey, Ki, stoppst du mich an?
Get him.
Whoop that [F] trick.
Get him.
Whoop that trick.
[D] Da-ba.
[E] _ _ [Ab] _
[Ab] Ja, weiter so, du findest es.
_ _ [G] _ [Ab] _ Jetzt ein bisschen schneller.
Bisschen schneller, Mann.
[F] _ Ja, genau so. _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ Aha, der Klappen kommt gut. _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] Der Jürgen ist jetzt ohne Hände hart, ha?
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[G] Whoop that [F] trick.
Get him.
[Gm] Whoop that trick.
Get him.
Whoop that trick.
Get him.
Whoop that [E] trick.
Get him.
Whoop that trick.
Get him.
Whoop that [F] trick.
Get him.
Whoop that trick.
Get him.
Whoop that trick.
Go!
I'ma make these suckers recognize I ain't playing ho.
[Eb] If you violate off the top trick, you gotta go.
Out of hell, [F] been a lot of shit, and I'm [E] about to flip.
Now I think it's [F] time to show you bitches who you [E] fucking with.
Siehste, [F] that's a name, [N] and I can't help bring the tape.
And I own my pen, got me bustin' at you, Lemon Lane.
You ain't know, you fuckin' with a [E] street nigga.
From the [Fm] blood of Pimp Type slash [E] drug dealers.
Rollin' [F] rage in that [Eb] M-Memphis, Tennessee.
Before it's dead and done, you bitches don't remember me.
It's on the rubber skin, I got a [E] lot to say.
It's been a long time, [F] and you got hell to pay.
Ain't no [Fm] love, ho, just bring it [F] through the door.
I'm gonna let my nuts pay [E] through the floor.
So if you gross, son, this is your [F] death.
You better come correct me, cause I came to break you off.
_ _ _ _ Get him _
_ _ [F] off _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] that