Luyện nghe bài hát Clap First

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

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

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

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

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

But I freak with my main shorty
Thought she had me handled cause she tattooed my

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

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

say life's a bitch, but don't remind me

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

Ain't on this earth invincible - clap first

Yea yea yea yea,
I pledge allegiance to our flag, may no man put
Gun in my pants, make my sag
Tougher(?) letters on my hand, spells I stand for
Hop out the trenches on niggaz, they from us
Flip on you and your mans, for speakin on my

P hoppin fences and benches, them slugs
Real slow when they back out, you cockin back

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

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

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

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

(Niggaz FUCK with us!)