Luyện nghe bài hát Clap First

Aiyyo P man, it's shit!
That shit!That's comin back around

And been on it.. for a long time now!
You who started this shit
So you know who gon' it..

Yo, I don't give a fuck who lookin or at me
Get gulliest nigga, fuck it and send him at me
I got the recipe to paper, they wanna clap me
Misery company and they see we happy
They even dap me but I see right through the

to the tally hope my hammer clap, more than a lil' bit
You fuckin with lil' I'm fuckin with grown women

And if they golddiggin, as long as I'm hittin
they gets nathan, not for penetration
A tongue and some cock, they say I'm nasty

But I only freak with my shorty
Thought she had me handled cause she tattooed my

I see you schemin my niggaz I see you comin
You lookin at a whose stomach is used to touchin

That's a problem, they say at the top, it get
What's good with you homey, you think you know me
I clap the chromey, you niggaz beter step

They say life's a bitch, but remind me

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Fuck waitin for you to make a move - first
I gotta do it my nigga win or - clap first
When these slugs hit you 'member they was meant for you - clap

Ain't nobody on this invincible - clap first

Yea yea yea yea,
I pledge allegiance to our flag, may no man put
Gun in my pants, make my sag
Tougher(?) letters on my hand, spells I stand for
Hop out the trenches on niggaz, they from us
Flip on you and your mans, for speakin on my

P fences and benches, avoidin them slugs
Real slow when back out, you cockin shit back

I got one in the head and I'm ya hats
Then I spit what I want you to with these raps

Albums sellin like drugs, we gettin it
Bodies wrapped in Versace quilts, home
Bitch-ass niggaz is found in the

with the family, and spill drinks for our dead
Drive in the backseat, fucked up your lady
Rolled back up the window, and we slid
As I roll what's left of this, bag man

(See, that's what the I'm talkin bout)

(Niggaz can't with us!)