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bout dat
When Im In da room
Imma make a bitch mad
No cap this bitch clap back
Clap clap

This my favorite line
Please don’t waste my time
If you wanna

the back, giving all he got. 

Kevin Love & Bam cdebayo, 

Duncan Robinson can't be denied, tho. 

So, hand clap, foot stomp, 

Dribble & drivin', the 3-0-5. 

di projects, but we nuh care
Always strapped like di cops anywhere we appear
Yuh tell us by di clothes dat we wear, everybody sing

[Verse 3: Killah

Who We Are

Elephant Man

Good 2 Go [Clean]

2003

cops anywhere we appear
Yuh tell us by di clothes dat we wear, everybody sing

This is our time (Uh huh) we about to shine (Uh huh)
All you other

took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his

Purple Stuff [Remix]

Big Pokey

Purple World

2002

stay sippin' on some drr-aank and the Project Pat
You know he's got my back
I'm all about my fetti, my cream, and my stack
I'm a put it down I got

life back in hip hop and put it back in it's casket
Fuck peace
You should try to dap and bury the hatchet
Then I'ma clap you and find somewhere to bury

Ain't no mistaken you see my chain
You know who I'm with
Made niggas banging them hit's
You banging them fist
With just a few good niggas
We can make

Let's Get Funky

B.G.

It's All on U, Vol. 1

1997

I'mma 223 grabber
Bust or block hitter
Project kidnapper
Rookie nigga wig splitter
Make copies for the rapture
It's all on you nigga
Oh, I'm comin

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

telegram

Snoop Dogg told me that
Now blow me back while I'm pimpin' on this funky track
Bang ES, we givin' it up, got the bitches singin' the rest
We

cracked like chiroprac
I'm outer space like Interstellar wit a Stella
Ella Ola, I clap back, no Chlamydia
Just a funky drum and a kick
You want the old

Turn Me Up Some

Busta Rhymes

It Ain't Safe No More

2002

and your back
Choose, whatever the round that you choose
Wounds so herendous from projects you get to analyzing the bruise
Blows will never come in

shit
And you ain't got no guns nigga you don't clap shit
Boy quit the acting you never fucked a bad bitch
And let me pass it back cause now I'm just

Mind Blowin'

Da Brat

Anuthafunkdafiedtantrum

1996

Clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands
To the niggas in the back clap your hands
And to the bitches in the front with the blunts

That Ass
Turn around
I want to get a look at Dat Azz girl
He see I'm the life of party
That bitch ain't bumping without me
Started feeling real naughty

is going up up up up


Make me throw sum mo,
Make it clap for a nigga,
If I take her to my home,
She throw it back for a nigga,
Club full hoes,

Never take a day off just
Train for when the day come cause
     By then it's second nature

Chorus:

Rack back
     Tap pap clap dat
Splat splat
     Nap

Make dat ass clap make it snap
(talk to me now)
Make dat ass smack when I slap
(talk to me now)
If you is the baddest booty the phatest
Let me hear

closer
Don't want to be from you no more yeah
I see you on my shoulder
Go head make yo body roll oh yeah
Go head throw it back slow it down wine dat just

down 5 plates I don't make a dent in my pile 
So sit back and smile while I tell you why this dream world is worthwhile 

Dhall's true Dhall's true 
You

that, some niggas you gotta leave 'em back
Unfortunately we seen the trap
Niggas be on that demon clock resultantly
They fiend to clap as often

Cold sweats, every second, we under pressure to understand it
Jamming some Project Pat I'm project planning
Play my cards right, blow the spot up like

and come around
Clap clap back it up
Ain't nobody matching us
Clap clap back it up
Tryna get my racks up
Fill it till I had enough
Sipping like the week was

clap back 
Rat ta tat ta tat tat
But I'd rather ride a round the town 
Beating down the block and put you on to Fat Pat
Anyway I know what chu fen to say