Clap Back (Album Version [Edited])

Ja Rule

专辑：Blood In My Eye

LYRICS

作词 : Jeffrey Atkins/Scott Storch/Irving Lorenzo

作曲 : Jeffrey Atkins/Scott Storch/Irving Lorenzo

Clap Back （Version （））-Ja Rule

Lyrics by ：Jeffrey Atkins /Scott Storch /Irving Lorenzo

Composed by ：Jeffrey Atkins /Scott Storch /Irving Lorenzo

Produced by ：Scott Storch

I'd like to welcome all my nigga s to

The world famous murda inc show

They call me the mighty rule

How ya livin'

This real shit we talkin'

I wanna ask all my gangsta nigga s

A real question

Hell

What do you do

When nigga spit at you

Clap back we gon'clap back

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

If they holl'in about rule shit

Here's the real

I'll pop ya top like champagne bottles that chill

Wear nothin'but ice smiles tinted up to

The greatest

Tell 'em I'm nice too plus push them nice grooves

The Inc roll like deuce man I'm ol'G bobby J

An'we sling at soccer fields the yay

They don't respect that

Don't get your minds around me

Get it pushed back y'all don't want that

I send 'em to the morgue while

Keepin'my bitch bouncin'fo'sho'

'In da club'with no gun got 'em takin'it off

Can't help that I'm the nigga that puts it down

Once I hit that that's if I'm up in the may

Fasten them holdin'the throwback west 44Lakers

Let's make no mistakes resents take place

We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face

When you got one in your waist

Let's cock back nigga ample space

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

The Rule be 'In da club'rude mother****er poppin'the bubbly

shit get ugly I hug the snub closely

But usually we still see your bitches

That's is known for quick shit trying to ride my d**k

I can't handle it lower their manners

To get they ass in front of my d**k to

Dance the bitch want more chance

Catchin'hate from a glance

But I'm a giant

These nigga is mere ants I'll stomp 'em wit his thang

Give bitches the back hand pimp shit it's not realistic

The game is helpless not get it twisted

I'm young wrapped an'gifted but still at the bottom

An'stuck somewhere between gomorrah an'sodom

I'm here to make this rap shit hotter than harlem

**** the dog beware of rule 'cause I'm the problem

We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face

When you got one in your waist

Let's cock back nigga ample space

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

Like Bush an'Saddam I'm a find out

Where 'em Laden's hidin'an'bomb him first

It could be much worse

I could be hotter than yo scrubs

Mask an'glove gun hot from burnin' a*s up

I'd rather be bossed up wit a bunch of broads

The preacher's daughter screamin'out **** the law

I play a struck chord wit the christians

But y'all got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions

An'god gave me his blessings to handle my business

All these wanksta snitches let the nina blow kisses

If she some how misses he gon'meet the mistress

An''clap that boy'like birdman an'clipse

I got these nigga s all over my d**k like hoes

I'm the star at these shows

I must be as hot as they come

We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face

When you got one in your waist

Let's cock back nigga ample space

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

We gon'clap back we gon'clap back

Let's take 'em to war

Yeah

My nigga 'zino in this mother****er

Bury you now servary

Break 'em down nigga

Break 'em down

Why you burn mother****ing house

Queens in this mother****er you know

All my Jersey nigga s

All my boston nigga s

All my brooklyn nigga s

Brooklyn sir what up

Haahaa

Yeah

Holla at me man