Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Yo Hands

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

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

Slappin' through the skins now a backin' in
Broader than Broad Street backed by Mac
No lights the cameras we haul action in
Naughty 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 Texas with no troopin'
That's I find the baddest broads in Houston boostin'

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

Clap your hands evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright
Clap your hands this evening, come on, say, alright
Clap your this evening, come on y'all, say, it's 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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And to other MCs, Naughty by Nature fall? Nigga, please
We just the time 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 that same ol' crap
Lack of your crew that's why your stage show's wack
So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S.
Because, Naughty is to and die for hip hop and I'm VinRock

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

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

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

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

Started cutting more 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, opposed to blows that's all the same spot

Still chill, I rock real and raw like a a small fight
taking tall mics so practice saying, alright
(Aight?)
The party,

Pass the ball all in the back towards the front
'Cause the wall fall
I might moves and motions
Start a commotion
Make kitties and titties in the glow like lotion

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

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

We can get deep way down
Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk ships and mobsters
Hip-hoppers know hard, guess who's back
That Naughty click to make you clap your hands

Clap 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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