Get Clapped (Album Version|Explicit)

Get Clapped (Album Version|Explicit) - Lloyd Banks/Mobb Deep

Front on me and get

Front on him and get

Front on us and get

(you get clapped ni**a)

Front on me and get

Front on him and get

Front on us and get

(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 homocide 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 ni**a come slippin

I'll make him dissapear

Ay ni**a f**k 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 sh*t i'm hella rowdy

And i'm nothin nice

Money ain't sh*t

But a number name ya f**kin price

Dick rider coat taylor

A** kisser

Sucker for love

Time to pick up the glass slipper

Look around a** ni**a

Before u 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 f**k 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 a** barbeque ya body

With beans outta the shotty

While i'm in the mozzerati

With somethin that's gonna swallow me

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 homocide 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 ni**a come slippin

I'll make him dissapear

My trigga finger feenin

That ni**a p a demon

Ni**a my fangs start showin

If i'm seein u dreamin

Get to close and i'm bustin

It won't be no discussion

I'ma 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

Momz for you split

'Cause u ain't never gone

See that b**ch again

And this ain't a war ni**a

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 u

Lookin see my ferrari in brooklyn

On the corner of murda and duke

So come through

I'll light ya buildin on fire

That's why these rappers retire

'Cause they tired of dealin

With niggaz like me

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 homocide 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 ni**a come slippin

I'll make him dissapear

Now enough with all the lame sh*t

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 f**k off of my dick

Different day same sh*t media

And popperazzi love

Envy and betrayel my hearts

As cold as hockey gloves

I light up and take off that

Beef and brocolli 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

It's a changin of the guards

Beat b**ches 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 lazors lead to holes

Slugs in n out ya clothes

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 homocide 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 ni**a come slippin

I'll make him dissapear

Hey Yo p f**k these niggaz man

I'll buck these niggaz 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

GG G