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

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

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

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

Breakdown the party
Put your hands 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 your hands this evening, come on y'all, say, it's
Clap your hands evening, come on, say, it's alright
Clap hands this evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright
your 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, by Nature fall? Nigga, please
We just took the to form three companies
Now the whole industry awaits the new
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 stage show's
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 down the fort around my block
I reign in this jackin' other people's props
crews only stress me
Petty try to test me, very few impress me, bless me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We can get deep like way
Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk ships and 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 hands this evening, come on, say, alright
Clap your hands this evening, come on y'all, say, alright
Clap your hands 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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