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Clap On

8Ball & MJG, Yung Joc
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Lay it down, lay it down cocksuckers All you haters and busters best beware Cause the niggas who about you coming out hard On the outside looking in On top of the world Space age pimping, and living legends Them motherfuckers back Guns cocked and reloaded Hmm, and they riding high bitch Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock the trap off (Trap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock ya cap off (Cap off) Big face rubber band gimme that shit nigga You don't need it anyway, loud mouth bitch nigga Snitch nigga at the club like he ain't done nothing Chest poked out, cocksucker you don't run nothing Okay, I'ma pull a motherfucking O.J Leave the premises, bloody ride off with the yay Pray you don't ever see it unfold in your face Nigga this shit anthrax if you get a taste Off with your fucking head, dispose of the body Put the work on the street, wrist froze at the party This here certified industry, never me Disrespect boy, you know what it's gon' be Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock the trap off (Trap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock ya cap off (Cap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock the trap off (Trap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock ya cap off (Cap off) My nigga you know what it finna be, death to my enemies Partner you no kin to me, tell it to the guillotine Heard you been stealing beans, birds from the Philippines One serve judge telling me he finna sentence me I ain't finna go back for 'nough nigga, naw One phone call, bullets coming through your walls Playing 'bout my motherfucking money and that's all My niggas tote throwaways, fuck the law Goons on deck with the techs and the sawed-offs Shot to your neck what's left get hauled off Got him shot him bullets bouncing losing blood by the ounces Mama cried up a river when the news announces Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock the trap off (Trap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock ya cap off (Cap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock the trap off (Trap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock ya cap off (Cap off) I'm pimp tight, MJG, plenty ammunition in my coat pocket When I squeeze I'ma get attention You can talk shit just don't put my name in it This is real life and I don't play games in it I'm a stranger to you so you can't handle me You ain't killing nothing but your homeboys annually You can bump your gums all that bullet talk you say Don't mean shit, motherfucker this a new day You can never play me like piano, you sloppy Caught you slipping just like Gianni Versace I'm like The Wire, you don't wanna start shit I get a dyke to kill you and dump you in some apartments Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock the trap off (Trap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock ya cap off (Cap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock the trap off (Trap off) Clap on (Clap on) Clap off (Clap off) Lay the strap when it knock ya cap off (Cap off)