Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Yo Hands

Coming out the of Illtown
extraordinaire Kaygee
Followed by the backbone,
And the last to fall onto 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 firs see, oh curse me, Jersey

Slappin' the skins now a trends backin' in
Broader than Broad Street by Mac 10's
No skip the cameras we haul action in
It's Naughty plannin' an orgy, already 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 I find the baddest broads in Houston boostin'

feel the party
Put your together everybody
All the ladies in the house, I the honies, first
'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 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 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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And to those MCs, Naughty by Nature fall? Nigga, please
We just took the time to three companies
Now the whole industry awaits the new
I'll your favorite idol I'll crumple up their title

In their face 'cause I'm fed up with same ol' crap
Lack of developing crew that's why your stage show's wack
So let the sleeping and 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 this game jackin' other props
Many only stress me
Petty try to test me, very few impress me, bless me

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

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

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

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

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

the ball all in the back head towards the front
'Cause the wall fall
I might make and motions
Start a commotion
Make and titties in the city 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 fly folks with high hopes

Watch my smoke now why
Sly stroke get by nope now
You were, dead-ass
Head too strong, now here's your

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

Clap your hands 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 people on the
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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 don't stop
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