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Yeah, yeah, ha ha yeah!
I get my headphones
All my gangsta is in the building on this one!
You know! yeah ya know
It's real! Hussein happenin' nigga?
I see you, aight what's poppin' blat!
Ha ha ha ha, yeah my nigga O-1 in the motherfucking
in the house (Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti up?
what up?
I'd like to all my niggas
To the world famous Murda Inc.
Big shout to all my Queens niggas in Staten
in Uptown, niggas in Brooklyn niggas
All my Bronx niggas yeah, all my Jersey niggas! you
We doing it real big right here! all my money
This shit commentated on the and two's!
They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya
real shit we talking
I want to ask all my gangsta niggaz a question (holla back)
What do you do - niggaz spit at you?!

Clap back, we gon' back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we clap back
We clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
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(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' back
We goin' clap back, we clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' back

Fuck if they holl'in about Rule nigga, the real
I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles chill
Wear but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell em I'm nice too, push them nice grooves
The Inc roll like deuce man, I'm ol' G J
And we sling at soccer the yay
They don't that, don't get your minds around
You'll get it back, y'all don't want that
I send em to the while keepin' my bitches bouncin' fa sho
"In Da Club" with no gun, got em it off
Can't help that, I'm the nigga that puts it
I hit that, that's if I'm up in the May (bach)
Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44
Let's make no mistakes, resents take
We'll still proceed you with a gun in your
When you got one in your waist, let's cock nigga ample space!
(C'mon!) We

Clap back, we gon' back
We goin' back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' back
We goin' back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap
We goin' clap back, we gon' back
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' back
We clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap

The Rule be "In Da Club" rude motherfucker the bubbly
When shit get I hug the snub closely
But usually we still see your
That's is known for quick shit, trying to ride my
I can't handle it, their manners
To get they ass in of my dick to dance, the bitch want more chance
hate from a glance, but I'm a giant
These niggas is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his
bitches the back hand, pimp shit, it's not realistic
The game is helpless, not get it twisted
I'm young, wrapped, and gifted, but still at the
And stuck somewhere between and Saddam
I'm here to make this rap hotter than Harlem
Fuck the Dog of Rule, cause I'm the problem
still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock nigga ample space!
(C'mon!) We

Clap back, we gon' clap
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap
We goin' back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we clap back
We clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' back, we gon' clap back
We clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
We goin' clap back, we clap back

Like and Saddam, I'm a find out
Em Laden's hiding and bomb him first
It be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs
and glove, gun hot from burnin' ass up
I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of
The preachers daughter out "Fuck the law!"
I play a chord, wit the Christians
But y'all got the freakiest out of all the religions
And God me his blessings to handle my business
All these snitches, let the nina blow kisses
If she how misses, he goin' meet the mistress
And "Clap that boy" like and Clipse
I got these niggaz all over my dick, like
I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they
still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock nigga ample space!
(C'mon!) We

back, we gon' clap back
We goin' back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap
We goin' back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
We goin' back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' back
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' back
We goin' clap back, we gon' back
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
We goin' back, we gon' clap back