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

Clap back, we gon' clap
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we clap back
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(Let's 'em to war niggas)
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(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
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(Let's 'em to war niggas)
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if they holl'in about Rule nigga, here's the real
I'll pop ya top Champagne bottles that chill
nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell em I'm too, plus push them nice grooves
The Inc like deuce man, I'm ol' G Bobby J
And we sling at soccer the yay
They don't respect that, get your minds around
get it pushed back, y'all don't want that
I send em to the while keepin' my bitches bouncin' fa sho
"In Da Club" no gun, got em taking it off
Can't help that, I'm the nigga that it down
I hit that, that's if I'm up in the May (bach)
Fasten holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers
make no mistakes, resents take place
We'll still you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let's back nigga ample space!
(C'mon!) We

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

The Rule be "In Da Club" motherfucker poppin the bubbly
shit get ugly 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, lower manners
To get they ass in front of my dick to dance, the bitch want more
Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a
niggas is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thing
Give bitches the back hand, shit, it's not realistic
The is helpless, let's 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 rap shit hotter than Harlem
Fuck the Dog beware of Rule, I'm the problem
We'll still proceed you with a gun in face
When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga space!
(C'mon!) We

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

Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a out
Where Em hiding and bomb him first
It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo
Mask and glove, gun hot burnin' ass up
I'd rather be up, wit a bunch of broads
The daughter screaming out "Fuck the law!"
I a struck chord, wit the Christians
But y'all got the bitches out of all the religions
And God gave me his blessings to handle my
All wanksta snitches, let the nina blow kisses
If she some how misses, he goin' meet the
And "Clap boy" like Birdman and Clipse
I got niggaz all over my dick, like hoes
I'm the star at these shows, I be as hot as they come
We'll still 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 clap back, we gon' clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap
We goin' clap back, we clap back
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
We clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we 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' back, we gon' clap back