Get Clapped

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Mobb Deep

Mobb Deep is an American Hip hop duo from Queensbridge, Queens, New York, U.S., that consisted of Havoc and Prodigy. The duo is "one of the most critically acclaimed hardcore East Coast Hip-Hop groups". The group is best known for its dark, hardcore delivery as exemplified by the single "Shook Ones… more »

Front on me and get clapped  Front on him and get clapped  Front on us and get clapped (you get clapped nigga)

 Front on me and get clapped  Front on him and get clapped  Front on us and get clapped (get clapped get clapped)

I know this feel different cause everything is good
They actin' like I changed like I went Hollywood 
Like I don't keep it street like I ain't got the heat
Like I ain't homicide all over the beat
Like I ain't for the beef like I don't really care
 Cause I ain't camera shy we can do it any where 
There's diamonds in my chain there's diamonds in my ear
A nigga come slippin' ill make him disappear 

Ay nigga fuck all the slick talk get bread instead
Stay low strapped up metal on inf red
Too smooth won't slip new jewels don't trip
Been around the world twice jet, lear, boat, whip
Oh shit, I'm hella rowdy and I'm nothin' nice
 Money ain't shit but a number name ya fuckin' price 
Dick rider, coat taylor, ass kisser  Sucker for love, time to pick up the glass slipper
Look around ass nigga before you add liquer  Cause bein' an add libber he'll be ina bag with ya
I'm seein' a bad picture of bein' a cab skipper  Broke as fuck waitin' for Satan to come and get ya
Keep ya clique tight know ya goals 
Don't speed slow ya role don't speak learn the code
For they pop ya ass barbecue ya body 
With beans outta the shotty while I'm in the Maserati 
With somethin' that's gonna swallow me


My trigga finger feenin' that nigga p a demon  Nigga my fangs start showin' if I'm seein' you dreamin'
Get to close and I'm bustin' it won't be no discussion 
I'm a boss I don't speak I just nod my head
And you turn up missin' with ya own page in the feds
I got power and I will flex on you real quick 
Call ya dawgs call ya trick hug ya moms for you split 
'cause you ain't never gone see that bitch again
And this ain't a war nigga we just havin' fun with ya
Like a bed with a baby if I smack ya I might kill ya
Half a million in diamonds half a billion from rhymin'
N I'm steady climbin' that means I'm still blowin up
Got you burned while you lookin' see my Ferrari in Brooklyn 
On the corner of murda and duke so come through 
Ill light ya buildin' on fire that's why these rappers retire 
'cause they tired of dealin' with niggas like me


Now enough with all the lame shit and wrestlin' games kid
I need the rocks to fill the rest of the chain with
I need the block to feel the best that I came with
I need the cops to get the fuck off of my dick
 Different day same shit media and paparazzi love
Envy and betrayal my hearts as cold as hockey gloves
I light up and take off that beef and broccoli high
 Chocolate tie, green skunk, south Jamaica queens punk
 Stand up ya boys back put ya grams up
Get money you ain't heard nothin' but a hit from me
Quit dummy cause its a changin' of the guards 
Beat bitches over the head the caveman of the squad 
And he barely fell victim cause they raised him up so hard
So my 9 is on my hip and my praise is up to god
 Cause we in a battle field where the razors lead to scars 
And the lazers lead to holes, slugs in n out ya clothes 


(Yea) Hey Yo p, fuck these niggas man
Ill buck these niggas man, can't nobody else get no money  Cause this is our year, next year is our year
The year after is our year, the year after is our year
(Yea) G,G,G,G,G G-Unit


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