Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Yo Hands

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

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

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

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

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

Clap your hands this evening, on y'all, say, it's alright
Clap your hands this evening, come on, say, it's
Clap your hands this evening, come on y'all, say, it's
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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And to those other MCs, Naughty by Nature Nigga, please
We just took the time to form three
Now the whole awaits the new recital
I'll take your favorite idol I'll up their title

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

I'm down the fort around my block
I reign in game jackin' other people's props
Many only stress me
Petty fools try to test me, few impress me, bless me

I upon the wack
No one but us could do it like that to me the rest's scrap
Fact, Naughty niggas will never be
Come and try 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 evening, come on, say, it's alright

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

Started cutting more petty 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 real and raw a brawl's a small fight
Shorty taking tall so practice saying, alright
(Aight?)
The party,

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

Remember where freebies
Systems still like CB's, I eat tracks leave them wheaties
I'm greedy, see me
Wit bifoc's I fry then fly 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 deep like way
Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk and missing mobsters
know hard, guess who's back again
That Naughty click clan to make you your hands

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