Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Yo Hands

Coming out the alleyways of
extraordinaire Kaygee
Followed by the backbone,
And the to fall onto this planet, me

Falling through the earth a burst first for ya
ya hands now we must say, errah
For sure, but I am still thirsty, oh
It's see, come firs see, oh curse me, it's Jersey

Slappin' through the skins now a backin' in
Broader than Street backed by Mac 10's
No lights skip the cameras we haul in
It's Naughty plannin' an orgy, already again

Kay's trackin' this so clicks clap to as we rap to this
Hoochies pop their coochies and their hips
Even in Texas with no gear troopin'
That's when I find the baddest broads in boostin'

feel the party
Put your hands everybody
All the ladies in the house, I call the honies,
it's pure and ya sure ta get your money's worth so just

Clap your hands this evening, on y'all, say, it's alright
Clap your this evening, come on, say, it's alright
Clap your hands evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright
Clap hands this evening, come on, say, it's alright

To all my people on the
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To all my on the right
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To all my on the top
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And in the don't stop
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And to those other MCs, Naughty by Nature fall? Nigga,
We just took the time to form three
Now the whole industry the new recital
I'll your favorite idol I'll crumple up their title

In their face 'cause I'm fed up that same ol' crap
of developing your crew that's why your stage show's wack
So let the sleeping and and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to live and die for hip hop and I'm

I'm holdin' down the fort my block
I in this game jackin' other people's props
Many crews stress me
Petty try to test me, very few impress me, bless me

I sneeze the wack
No one but us could do it like that to me the considered scrap
Fact, niggas will never be defeated
Come and try word God, word to life, I put that on the I

Clap hands this evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright
Clap your hands this evening, come on, say, alright

According to the calculations the slums it's hittin'
Hey, Kay makes tracks all funky like raw
Styles are think I'm kiddin'? Well nigga listen
Clap long and steady your palm's sore and sweaty

Started cutting than petty confetti
after I said, bye bye to Ali Ba Ba the punany, papa's machete
Hope ya ready, but if you're not, ya knot
Grill, nose opposed to blows that's all the spot

Still chill, I rock real and raw a brawl's a small fight
Shorty taking tall mics so practice saying,
(Aight?)
The party,

the ball all in the back head towards the front
'Cause the wall fall
I make moves and motions
Start a crammed
Make kitties and titties in the city glow like

Remember where freebies
Systems still sound like CB's, I eat tracks leave wheaties
I'm greedy, see me
Wit bifoc's I fry then fly folks with high

Watch my now why choke
Sly stroke get by now negro
You were, wrong
Head too strong, now your zero

We can get like way down
Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk ships and mobsters
know hard, guess who's back again
That Naughty click to make you clap your hands

your hands this evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright
Clap your hands this evening, on, say, it's alright
Clap your hands this evening, come on y'all, say, alright
Clap your this evening, come on, say, it's alright

To all my on the left
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To all my people on the
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To all my on the top
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And in the front don't
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