Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Yo Hands

Coming out the alleyways of
Producer extraordinaire
by the backbone, VinRock
And the last to fall onto planet, me

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

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

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

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

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

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 don't stop
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And to those other MCs, by Nature fall? Nigga, please
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 with that same ol'
Lack of developing your crew that's why your stage show's
So let the sleeping and and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to and die for hip hop and I'm VinRock

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

I sneeze upon the
No one but us do it like that to me the rest's considered scrap
Fact, Naughty will never be defeated
and try word God, word to life, I put that on the double I

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

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

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

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 all in the back head towards the front
'Cause the won't fall
I might make moves and
Start a commotion
Make and titties in the city glow like lotion

freestyles 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 high hopes

my smoke now why choke
Sly get by nope now negro
You were, dead-ass
too strong, now here's your zero

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

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