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
Clapping ya hands now we must say,
For sure, but I am thirsty, oh mercy
It's see, come firs see, oh curse me, it's Jersey

Slappin' through the skins now a trends in
Broader Broad Street backed by Mac 10's
No lights the cameras we haul action in
It's Naughty plannin' an orgy, already back

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

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

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

To all my on the left
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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 front stop
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And to those MCs, Naughty by Nature fall? Nigga, please
We just took the time to form three
Now the industry awaits the new recital
I'll take your favorite idol crumple up their title

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pass the ball all in the back head the front
'Cause the won't fall
I make moves and motions
a crammed commotion
Make kitties and titties in the glow like lotion

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

Watch my smoke now why
Sly stroke get by nope now
You were, dead-ass
Head too strong, now your zero

We can get deep way down
Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, ships and missing mobsters
Hip-hoppers know hard, guess back again
That Naughty click clan to make you clap hands

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

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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