Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Yo Hands

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

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

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

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

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

Clap your hands evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright
Clap hands this evening, come 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
(Clap to this)
To all my on the right
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To all my on the top
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And in the front don't
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And to those other MCs, Naughty by fall? Nigga, please
We just took the time to three companies
Now the whole industry the new recital
I'll take your favorite idol I'll up their title

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

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

I sneeze the wack
No one but us could do it like that to me the rest's considered
Fact, Naughty niggas will be defeated
Come and try word God, word to life, I put on the double I

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

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

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

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

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

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

Watch my now why choke
Sly stroke get by nope now
You were, wrong
Head too strong, now here's your

We can get like way down
Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk and missing mobsters
Hip-hoppers know hard, guess who's again
That Naughty click clan to you clap your hands

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

To all my people on the
(Clap to this)
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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