Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Yo Hands

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

Falling through the earth a burst first for ya
ya hands now we must 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 Broad Street backed 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 as we rap to this
Hoochies pop their coochies and their hips
Even when in Texas no gear troopin'
That's when I find the baddest broads in boostin'

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

your hands this evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright
Clap your hands this evening, 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 on the right
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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 other MCs, Naughty by fall? Nigga, please
We just took the time to three companies
Now the whole industry the new recital
take your favorite idol I'll crumple up their title

In their face 'cause I'm fed up with same ol' crap
Lack of developing your crew that's why stage show's wack
So let the and assuming 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 jackin' other people's
Many 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 that to me the rest's considered
Fact, Naughty niggas never be defeated
Come and try word God, to life, I put that on the double I

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

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

Started cutting than petty confetti
Right I said, bye bye to Ali Ba Ba the punany, papa's machete
ya ready, but if you're 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 mics so practice saying, alright
(Aight?)
The party,

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

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

Watch my now why choke
Sly stroke get by nope now
You were, dead-ass
Head too strong, now your zero

We can get like way down
Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk and missing mobsters
Hip-hoppers know hard, guess 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, it's
Clap your this evening, come on y'all, say, it's 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 front stop
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