Clap

[Chorus]

We hustle on the block if we have to

We'll pop those thangs if we have to

Give them thugs in the hood something to clap to

We hustle on the block if we have to

We'll pop those thangs if we have to

Give them thugs in the hood something to clap to

[Verse 1]

8 in the morning, feds at my door

Fresh P Miller Jumpoff cross the marble floor

Out the back door, I try to make my escape

I almost dead but a dead nigga almost caught him a case

Either something good bout to happen or I just got bad luck

I need your help cause something just ain't adding up

I got two ferraris and I got one bently

I also got two chargers with another one in it

They like "Shocker used to sell dope, that's a given"

I'm from the projects, man tell me who isn't

I used to travel like I ain't have no pivot

Most ain't gonna understand that only real ballers gonna get it

I don't know how y'all can do shit for love nigga, not me

If money ain't involved, then I ain't involve nothing I free

I gotta make sure I eat, and I sleep well

Even if I stop, the world will keep going like sprewells

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[Verse 2]

I don't care if you sliding down poles or you stuck in college

But you gotcha 9 to 5, just do what you gotta

See, a real nigga like myself, you can holla

I understand your pain, I'm addicted to dollas

So ma, nigga love some power

But I don't fuck with bustas, I'm allergic to cowards

I'm a real nigga so I can relate with ya

Do it for yourself, don't depend on these fake niggaz

Usually the boy shocker go for self

Ma if you real, I don't mind giving you some help

If the top is good and your middle is nice

Then I promise you I won't leave you in the middle of the night

I probably stick around longer, wait til the morning

Whenever I leave, if I leave, you gonna hate that I'm gone

Cause I put it on you like boots in a flood

Know you used to the scrubs

But ma you need to come chill with a thug

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