Luyện nghe bài hát Clap on

Lay it down, lay it cocksukaz
All you and bustas best beware
Cuz the niggas who 'bout you out hard
On da outside in, on top of da world
Space Age
And Legends, the mothafuckas back
Guns cocked and
Hmm... And they high, bitch

Joc - Chorus]
Clap on, off
Got a strap knock the trap off
on, clap off
Got a that'll knock ya cap off

[8Ball - 1]
Big face gimme dat shit nigga
need it anyway loud mouth bitch nigga
Snitch at da club like he ain't done nuthin'
Chest out cocksuka you don't run nuthin'
Ok I'ma pull a O.J.
da premises bloody ride off wit' da yay
Pray you don't ever see it in ya face
Nigga dis and wax is da inner taste
Off wit'cha fuckin' head, dispose of da
Put da work on da street, wrist at da party
This here certified, industry, me
Disrespect boy you know what gon' be

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[Yung Joc - 2]
My nigga you what its finnin' be
Death to my enemies, you no kin to me
Tell it to da
Heard you been beans
from da Philippines
One serve judge you he sick of me
I finnin' go back for nar a nigga naw
One phone bullets comin' through ya walls
Play 'bout my money and da saw
My tote throw aways, fuck da law
Tools on deck wit' the and da sawed-off
Shots to ya what's left get hauled off
Got 'em shot 'em bouncin'
Losin' by da ounces
cryin' up a river when da news announces

X2]

[MJG - 3]
I'm a pimp MJG plenty ammunition
In my pocket, when I squeeze I'ma get attention
You can talk just don't put my name in it
Dis is real life and I play games in it
I'm a stranger to you, so you can't me
You ain't killin' nuthin' but ya homeboy's and ya
You can ya gums, all dat bullet talk you say
Don't shit, mafucka dis a new day
You can neva me like piano, you sloppy
I'm jus like Gianni Versace
I'm The Wire, you don't wanna start shit
I get a dyke to kill you, and dump you in apartments

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