Luyện nghe bài hát Clap First

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They say a bitch, but don't remind me

[Chorus: 2X]
Fuck waitin for you to make a move - clap
I gotta do it my nigga win or lose - first
When these slugs hit you 'member they was 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(?) on my hand, spells what I stand for
Hop out the trenches on niggaz, they runnin us
on you and your mans, for speakin on my thugs

P hoppin fences and benches, them slugs
Real slow when they back out, you shit 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 gettin it
wrapped in Versace quilts, home invasions
Bitch-ass niggaz is in the basements

Smoke with the family, and drinks for our dead
Drive in the backseat, fucked up lady head
Rolled back up the window, and then we
As I roll left of this, triangle bag man

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

(Niggaz can't FUCK us!)