Clap Back (Explicit)

Clap Back - Ja Rule (傑魯)

Yeah yeah ha ha yeah

I gotta get my headphones

All my gangsta n***as is in the building on this one

You know yeah yeah ya know

It's real hussein what's happenin' ni**a

I see you aight shadow what's poppin' blat

Ha ha ha ha yeah my ni**a o-1 in the motherf**king house

Jody in the house jody mack

My ni**a cadillac gotti what up

Blackchild what up

I'd like to welcome all my n***as

To the world famous murda inc show

Big shout to all my queens n***as in staten island

n***as in uptown n***as in brooklyn n***as

All my bronx n***as yeah all my jersey n***as you know

We doing it real big right here all my money n***as

This sh*t commentated on the one's and two's

They call me the mighty rule how ya living

This real sh*t we talking

I want to ask all my gangsta n***az a real question holla back

What do you do when n***az spit at you

Clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

F**k if they holl'in about rule ni**a here's the real

I'll pop ya top like champagne bottles that chill

Wear nothing but ice smiles tinted up to the greatest

Tell 'em I'm nice too plus push them nice grooves

The inc roll like deuce man I'm ol' g bobby j

And we sling at soccer fields the yay

They don't respect that don't get your minds around

You'll get it pushed back y'all don't want that

I send 'em to the morgue while keepin' my b**ches bouncin' fa sho

In da club with no gun got 'em taking it off

Can't help that I'm the ni**a that puts it down

Once I hit that that's if I'm up in the may bach

Fasten them holding the throwback west 44 lakers

Let's make no mistakes resents take place

We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face

When you got one in your waist let's cock back ni**a ample space

C'mon we gon'

Clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

The rule be in da club rude motherf**ker poppin the bubbly

When sh*t get ugly I hug the snub closely

But usually we still see your b**ches

That's is known for quick sh*t trying to ride my dick

I can't handle it lower their manners

To get they a** in front of my dick to

Dance the b**ch want more chance

Catching hate from a glance but I'm a giant

These n***as is mere ants I'll stomp 'em wit his thing

Give b**ches the back hand pimp sh*t it's not realistic

The game is helpless let's not get it twisted

I'm young wrapped and gifted but still at the bottom

And stuck somewhere between gomorrah and saddam

I'm here to make this rap sh*t hotter than harlem

F**k the dog beware of rule cause I'm the problem

We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face

When you got one in your waist let's cock back ni**a ample space

C'mon we gon'

Clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Like bush and saddam I'm a find out

Where 'em laden's hiding and bomb him first

It could be much worse I could be hotter than yo scrubs

Mask and glove gun hot from burnin' a** up

I'd rather be bossed up wit a bunch of broads

The preachers daughter screaming out f**k the law

I play a struck chord wit the christians

But y'all got the freakiest b**ches out of all the religions

And god gave me his blessings to handle my business

All these wanksta snitches let the nina blow kisses

If she some how misses he goin' meet the mistress

And clap that boy like birdman and clipse

I got these n***az all over my dick like hoes

I'm the star at these shows I must be as hot as they come

We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face

When you got one in your waist let's cock back ni**a ample space

C'mon we gon'

Clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

We goin' clap back we gon' clap back

Let's take 'em to war n***as

Yeah my ni**a 'zino in this motherf**ker

That's how we do it know what I mean

Buck '89 what's up baby I see you

Break 'em down ni**a break 'em down

Bring them birds in the motherf**king house

It's not a game no mo'

Queens in this motherf**ker

You know

All my jersey n***az all my boston n***az

All my brooklyn n***az brooklyn sir what up

Haha yeah holla at me man