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Clap/bad Girl

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Clap/bad Girl

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Yea, Yea, Hahahaha

It's Cinque, Bringing you all that, Soulja Clap, c'mon

Yea, Yea, Where my soldiers at

Yea, Yea, Where the riders at

Yea, Yea, Uh, Yea

Clap with me, Yea, c'mon

Yea, Yea...

[Yea] The realist in rap, we in the club with straps

I gotta couple stacks, I know you like that

I know you wanna roll, with a criminal

It beats sizzle, steroids, cause my pockets swoll

But I ain't tryna brag, I'm tryna act bad

My bottom bitch got the 38 in a bag, That's how we get it on

I'm coming from the 'Zone, with some Peryown

Lemme tell ya homes, got dope got cheese got hoes got weed

Whatever y'all niggaz want, come and see papi

Sloppy, ya movements on the block that it's not me

I'm at the Del-a-no storting hard in the lobby

Chop shop your whole block block with the glock glocks

Stick you for your drop top, take it to the chop shop

Haters get blown in the spot's get sewn

If being broke is tireless, I'm in the nursing home [Uh]

[Hook x2]

Clap, for your hood mayne

Clap, for your hometown

Clap, if you making bread

That's how it's going down

Clap, if you self made

Clap, if you ain't scared

Clap, if you fucked up

Clap, if your people in here

I'm a menace to society, police is eyeing me

These niggaz ain't trying me, I make moves silently

Rose from the poverty, but I ain't hit the lottery

Them O.G's made me, mold me like pottery

You don't wanna 'ply to me, all your plans back fire fuck you up like sodemy

The sprewells get flat tires, it's bad miss fortune

I blast with the larsen, dam boy your mama should of had an abortion

I smash niggaz often blood splash like a dolphin

When the beef pop off, I'm scrapping not talking

Smoke without coughing, bite without barking

It's Army of Angels ghetto bastards and orphans

We lions and tigers and bears oh my

But we collide and it won't be fair so don't try

Money over females I got'sta prioritize

If you dream you could whoop me, you better wake up and apologize

[Hook x2]

[Bridge x4]

If you don't give a fuck, like we don't give a fuck

Throw your motherfucking hands up, CLAP..CLAP

[Hook x2]

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