Clap Your Hands
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Yeah
You know it
Detroit City
Guilty Simpson
Clap it up y'all
Beatz at will
Yeah
I don't really care what squad you with
Cause a real nigga don't need sponsorship
And a posse don't make me hard
I'm a leader so I gotta play these cards and face these odds
Ain't no time to chase these broads
Tryna get paper to create these jobs
And it's a fact when you're black that you don't know
How to act when your belly button's touching your back
Yeah, that's why a lot of us fuck with the crack
Cause it's the easiest way to double your stacks
And all the hoes scream "Where the hustlers at?"
Usually the pretty chick with the bubblin' back
Word to Dilla, dog, I'ma get it all
Combination safe behind the picture on the wall
Even though moms raised me right
I swear to God, rap shit saved my life
Yeah, all the people in the back sippin' 'yac
We representin' for y'all niggas too
Come on, it's a party
Everybody
All my people with the drinks in your cups
Turn the motherfuckers up and go nuts
My mood swings like pendulums
I got two birds, one's a middle finger
And trust me, that's the friendly one
Because my Desert Eagle will kill all who envies 'em
We transport info quicker than Pentiums
I'm gutter, when I'm spittin' it's classic
So walk on eggshells or I'll bury you bastards
I rep the D
So when you speak about me, I'm the letter between C and E
In fact, I'm the one between three and three
With a smoking gun, committin' B and E's
And I don't fake at all, all I can be is me
And if you don't like it, I dare you to get excited
Detroit, nigga, my area is the tightest
The raps come easy, live it, see it and write it
Drug wars, shoot out mentally sick men
Naturally my breed's equipped with thick skin
Yeah, all the people in the back sippin' 'yac
We representin' for y'all niggas too
Come on, it's a party
Everybody
All my people with the drinks in your cups
Turn the motherfuckers up and go nuts
Go nuts