Luyện nghe bài hát Clap To This

( Chorus - Marissa )

Hey everybody stomp your feet and move body
Just feel the inside you when you clap along

(Malique)

me to complain now, a llotta thangs done changed now
Livin' the fast lane, I'm in planes now
And all the spots at that we go, we glow
Snaps and after each show
We blowin' them heads until they brain
We off the hook this year but yo we came
My main dream ain't a to make it mainstream
To steady gain and make ya dame scream
Aight then, then I should quit writin'
Too starin' eyeballs have got a kid frightened
But why in the world, should I even pay
To lil' suckers who ain't even a mention ?
So Imma my head up, Imma stand strong
And creative in providing my fans songs
You on, while I rap to this
Let's celebrate the platinum and clap to this, cmon!

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(Joe)

Ever since I was a kid I just wanted to
Pursued my dreams and kept my thang
Is we rap stars Yo I don't know
Am I having a ball now ? You best so
wanted to be able to kick it at live shows
Rip mics in studios and meet hot Oooo.....oh oh oh oh
Now we got platinum plaque, we got gold award and hits to back
Never thought rap could put us on the map
People rush and get our CDs off the
This 'ish be off the hook now imma you done
All a playa like me do is have some fun
And make you bounce to this and make you to this
Wave your hands hard till you snap wrist
Now what this is ?
Now what we all ?
Too Phat Baby you scream and shout, cmon !

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I understand, fame has a price now
It's goin' too high it's get sliced down
A lotta people say I'm no nice now
nuttin' changed though I'm still eatin' rice , clown

( Joe )

Yeah man, now you what I feel yo
People front and brown just to get near ya
And people think since we got a string of
We've gone I ain't slowed down one bit

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Flip the script in spilt secs, *** it's hard now
wit' spittin' ish that'll rip me off the charts now
A schizo kid who switch like a shinkansen
Bust' on you punk *** for talking nonsense
Rush in your fast style is so hardcore
Snatch your bra then upper cut your pa's jaw
I sit you down to get familiar with style
And once I see I gotta bust you' wit a pisstyle...

( Joe )

Alotta cats wanna spit but even recite poems
They lost star trekkin' in time thru twilight zone
Want a piece of me I pull your back like combs
Be hiting chest plates and shattering your dome
Your ain't wise you trying too hard to be an intellect
Your side ain't you ### punks are hypochondriacs
undreground MCs, You be dumb found Mcs
And flee you zunk wit my steez

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