Luyện nghe bài hát Clap First

Aiyyo P man, it's shit!
That real shit!That's comin around

And we've on it.. for a long time now!
You know who this shit
So you know who finish it..

Yo, I don't give a fuck who lookin or at me
Get gulliest nigga, fuck it and send him at me
I got the to make paper, they wanna clap me
Misery love company and see we happy
even dap me but I see right through the bullshit

Word to the tally hope my clap, more than a lil' bit
You fuckin with bitches I'm fuckin with grown women

And fuck if they golddiggin, as long as I'm
gets nathan, afraid not for penetration
A little tongue and some cock, say I'm nasty

But I only freak my main shorty
she had me handled cause she tattooed my name

I see you niggaz schemin my I see you comin
You lookin at a nigga whose stomach is to touchin

That's a problem, they say at the top, it get
What's really good you homey, you think you know me
I the chromey, you niggaz beter step lively

They say life's a bitch, but remind me

[Chorus: 2X]
Fuck waitin for you to make a move - first
I gotta do it my nigga win or - clap first
When these hit you 'member they was meant for you - clap first

Ain't nobody on earth invincible - clap first

Yea yea yea yea,
I pledge to our flag, may no man put asunder
Gun in my pants, my shit sag
Tougher(?) letters on my hand, spells what I for
Hop out the on niggaz, they runnin from us
Flip on you and your mans, for on my thugs

P fences and benches, avoidin them slugs
Real slow they back out, you cockin shit back

I got one in the head and I'm turnin ya
Then I spit I want you to know with these raps

Albums like drugs, we gettin it back
Bodies wrapped in Versace quilts, invasions
Bitch-ass niggaz is found in the

Smoke the family, and spill drinks for our dead
Drive in the backseat, fucked up your head
Rolled up the window, and then we slid
As I what's left of this, triangle bag man

(See, that's the fuck I'm talkin bout)

(Niggaz can't with us!)