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Clap Your Hands

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Clap Your Hands

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No Doubt

Royal Flush Big Pun the fresh master

Niggas On the Run Eatin

We ain't no fuckin rappers

Peep this yo

Yo it's the Dream Shatterer

Strictly the green team battler

Ring rattler microphone fiend spleen splatterer

King in the throne bringing the whole five macks

Up in the Source five mics [??????????]

Cuz I'm the word magician observe verbal technician

Spittin out words of wisdom in my preferred profession

Observe and listen learn ya lesson of a first impression

I get served in seconds like I worked the kitchen

I heard you bitchin flippin the story liftin ya jewelries

Got my finger itchin but I heard ya position with Nore

We shut em down like Chuck fuck em for they greens

Suck em in like Biggie "Bang Bang have a nice dream"

My team ain't tryin to give off sad stories

All you do is flash jewelries

really for the cash till my ass is buried

I flurry shots like jabs and stabbin in they cabbages [????]

Throwin grenades in baby carriages

Fuck all the talking and lookin I'm walkin to ya block or coffin

Taught them to off him and sleep with the dolphins

Enforcing hostile takeovers with nozzles straightforward

Transportin in foreign camcorders in module Range Rover's

If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)

Yo if you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)

Yo if you thuggin and you know it and your really proud to show it

If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)

I used to stand on the block

And sellin cooked up rock

Money bustin out my sock

Plus I'm flashin my glock

Yo i have brown skin and I live in Queens

I love eatin' chicken and cauligreens

Other boroughs try to front and fuck on me

But nigga Iraq my niggas like fuck off he

Yo you know that I damage you up hammer you up

Them niggas actin ill but they just ain't tough

And get that Bloody Money (What) and now the world know

I get that Bloody Money that's the only way to get dough

I alternated with the latest ya niggas hate it

Yo as long as niggas down dont really get faded

Ay yo I shoot like classical slugs

Niggas casual thugs shittin on the only niggas they love

Ay yo my niggas on the run still hold the fort

Do whatever that ya gotta do but don't get caught

You know the jakes don't even care about the cars we bought

We live expensively ???? come straight from Sicily

Colors that you ain't seen like black and green

You know dollars is my favorite thing [??????????]

If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)

Yo if you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)

Yo if you thuggin and you know it and your really proud to show it

If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)

Ay yo Ay yo Ay yo

Yo I'm a straight thug show no love and get plugged

Grimy as fuck steel holder case i gotta buck

Stay lexed up chain reachin down to my nuts

Can't front on us from here to California we bust

The Lex pump it on in the back of the club sayin (What! What!)

Lay in the cut my niggas throwin dick to ya sluts

Park the car in the slums where I'm sellin my drugs

My uzi weigh a ton you too soft to fuck with us son

It's like the mafia fuck with La Familia then I'm poppin ya

Mega popular from this rap game philosopher

Lock it down like Nino Brown in my part of town

From the streets to the four pound see ya whole lay my mack down

I do it for my large niggas my broke niggas rob niggas

To my bum bitches tryin to stick star niggas

I wear Rolex flooded up with baguettes

Like Beenie Man "Who the keys to the Lex"

Read my bio on the internet listen on the [?????]

For this Blood Money slash rap led to drug money

Royal Flush and Queens nigga fuck a crash dummy

I take time to earn mine while holdin my nine

Feel Me

If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)

Yo if you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)

Yo if you thuggin and you know it and your really proud to show it

If you thuggin and you know it clap your hands (What What)

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