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Lloyd Banks, Mobb Deep1 ม.ค. 2006

เนื้อเพลง Get Clapped (Album Version|Explicit)

Get Clapped - Lloyd Banks

Front on me and get

Front on him and get

Front on us and get

(you get clapped nigga)

 

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 nigga come slippin

I'll make him dissapear

 

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 im nothin nice

Money aint 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 u add liquer

Cause bein an add libber

he'll be ina bag with ya

Im 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 barbeque ya body

With beans outta the shotty

while im 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 nigga come slippin

I'll make him dissapear

My trigga finger feenin

that nigga p a demon

Nigga my fangs start showin

if im 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 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 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 aint 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 nigga come slippin

I'll make him dissapear

 

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 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 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 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 nigga come slippin

I'll make him dissapear

 

 

Hey Yo p, fuck 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

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