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Yeah, yeah, ha ha yeah!
I get my headphones
All my gangsta niggas is in the 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 O-1 in the motherfucking house
in the house (Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti up?
Blackchild up?
I'd like to welcome all my
To the famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout to all my Queens niggas in Island
in Uptown, niggas in Brooklyn niggas
All my Bronx niggas yeah, all my Jersey niggas! you
We doing it big right here! all my money niggas
This shit on the one's and two's!
They me the Mighty Rule! how ya living?
This real shit we
I want to ask all my gangsta niggaz a question (holla back)
What do you do - when niggaz at you?!

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

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

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

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

Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out
Where Em Laden's hiding and him first
It could be much worse, I could be than yo scrubs
Mask and glove, gun hot burnin' ass up
I'd rather be up, wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter out "Fuck the law!"
I play a chord, wit the Christians
But got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions
And God gave me his blessings to my business
All these wanksta snitches, let the nina blow
If she some how misses, he meet the mistress
And "Clap boy" like Birdman and Clipse
I got these niggaz all my dick, like hoes
I'm the at these shows, I must 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' back
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' back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap
(Let's 'em to war niggas!)
We clap back, we gon' clap back
We goin' clap back, we gon' clap
(Let's 'em to war niggas)
We goin' back, we gon' clap back