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Dutty Clap

Dutty Clap lyrics by The Diplomats. [S.A.S. - Mega] May been shifty, siz a little pickney Will he be that boy, dem on the strip, try and stick me He from...

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Dutty Clap

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[S.A.S. - Mega]

May been shifty, siz a little pickney

Will he be that boy, dem on the strip, try and stick me

He from Harlem, down to brixton you know

We cop whips with kicks and pinstrip uno

Who wanna test? Mr. Don Dada

Who rough harder, so go fuck ya ma-ma

See? Blow the track out, Jim's in the house now

Man done shook out, gull the skin out ya

What you checker? You running your lip?

You get smoked like I'm bunning a spliff, you

sonofabitch

This is blitz town, and a sound boy will come one way

Spit rounds, on your town, then you run semi

Bluck papa, the doggin' top shotta

In love with fame and the stardom

Oh, now what's the remedy on all ties

Spit sixteen bars, the streets want more fire, see?

[Chorus 2x: Jim Jones (S.A.S.)]

You with me, then clap clap

Keep moving yor back back

You doing it like that that

Stay and two in the track

We flipping them baggies

My niggaz is aggie

From Brixton to Hagney

East Finchley Apache

[S.A.S. - Mayhem]

Spit in, juan, when you see that link is on

Got the linkest charm, by the time you blink it's gone

Aiyo, I run for it, your done off, my gun blow

Buck your aim, if you effin' around like Sonny Dames of

Sneezies man, believe me man

I'm off the, heezy and, got the greasy plan

Your crew sweet like a ishi man

That's why the youths on your street call you Chichi, man

I get respect in the streets, smoking cess in the jeep

Sittin' back, sip the yac', you be stressin' the freaks

Spittin' raps, not a skit on my meat

Cuz I'm thick from the, fitted cap to the crest in my feet

I ain't conceited, believe it, I'm just fillin' I'm jake

The pull Benz, got the gat and I'm feelin' the kid

Yo, I'm good to go, and it's evident fam

I leave the nigga Pon De River like Elephant Man

[Chorus 2x]

[Jim Jones]

Jim Jones a gangsta, stay blowned in ganka

I'm rollin' that stank stuff, the chrome on my tank truck

What? Enter in the slave roots

Fly til I die, like izzo in suede boots

Yeah, let's talk about ice, the chain on my neck

Looks like New York in it's lights, cocaine on my jets

I'm a New Yorker for life, new porsche in white

Who thought of this life, two wrongs make it right

I'mma get lost in the light, I speed in my cars

Outlaw all my life, police on my car

Cuz I don't pause for the light, I don't show no respect

Dipset out in Euro, S.A.S., we connect

[Chorus 2x]

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