Luyện nghe bài hát Clap on

Lay it down, lay it down
All you hatas and best beware
Cuz the who 'bout you comin' out hard
On da lookin' in, on top of da world
Age pimpin'
And Living Legends, the mothafuckas
cocked and reloaded
Hmm... And they ridin' high,

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

- Verse 1]
Big face rubberband dat shit nigga
Don't need it anyway loud mouth nigga
Snitch nigga at da like he ain't done nuthin'
poked out cocksuka you don't run nuthin'
Ok pull a mafuckin' O.J.
Leave da premises bloody ride off da yay
Pray you don't ever see it in ya face
Nigga dis shit and wax is da taste
Off wit'cha fuckin' head, of da body
Put da on da street, wrist froze at da party
This certified, industry, neva me
boy you know what it's gon' be

X2]

[Yung Joc - 2]
My nigga you know its finnin' be
to my enemies, patna you no kin to me
Tell it to da
Heard you spillin' beans
Birds da Philippines
One serve judge tellin' you he of me
I ain't finnin' go for nar a nigga naw
One phone call comin' through ya walls
'bout my mafuckin' money and da saw
My niggas tote aways, fuck da law
Tools on deck wit' the tech's and da
to ya neck what's left get hauled off
Got 'em shot 'em bullets
blood by da ounces
Momma cryin' up a river when da announces

X2]

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

X2]