Clap Lyrics by Mobb Deep

Clap Lyrics

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    [Havoc]
    yo
    some niggas need the henny to endure the drama
    all I need is informtion on your crib and armour
    when it comes to creepin niggas know that I'm the father
    need guns get your own gas and never charter
    like a fucked up barber I push your wig farther
    pull strings have you gettin clapped and things
    my gat is freaky to lick more than any shorty's tongue ring
    any nigga threatenin my life's a done deal
    watch a bitch get her filll then she snitch and squeal
    blow a nigga have em leakin to the court of appeal
    serchin for Hav is like a search through fog
    how you like to make a last pit stop at the morgue
    niggas wanna spread their wings then I'm clippin em off
    niggas wanna spread rumours I shoot their mouth off (uh-huh uh-huh)
    and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

    [Havoc]
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    and clap a nigga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

    [Prodigy]
    yo yo
    you bout to be another dead rapper but who know
    maybe its us, maybe its them other crews
    we'll see, til then,
    all I know is how to get the guns in
    and give it to a nigga good when he startin
    fuck that, fuck y'all, fuck all of this shit
    you better protect that bar, i'll murder that kid
    you got jokes but ain't nobody over here laughin
    all you get is standin ovation with mack 10's
    ?? and more shit we applaud it
    niggas runnin wit cops, scared to go to war with
    some real rap niggas, we'll catch you at the source awards
    from gettin at this nigga, pardon my force
    you better get from around that nigga or you catchin it too
    your power is no match for my strength of wolves
    nigga we came into this game on this drama shit
    more money more murder thats how we live it
    more diamonds more guns is the beginnin
    more of this gangsta shit can wear you out
    niggas see my gold max and you went all out (uh-huh uh-huh)
    i clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

    [Havoc]
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

    [Havoc]
    degree in drama knowledge
    you nigga just pay the homage
    you niggas should be abolished
    for that rappin ass garbage
    to me, you just a target, easy to hit
    with that loud bark stevie wonder couldn't even miss
    then its 1, 2, 3, baby boy you gettin hit
    and ripped, like a whole bitch, by the vultures
    rusty ass germs niggas already know this
    kill who you run with, in charge off who you die with
    prada'd up, gucci'd up, died on some fly shit
    regulate a wig split a little nigga big nigga
    any nigga kill you your man to the pen shit
    so fuck niggas they ain't on my level cos I been did it
    talk about cliques most infamous run with it
    catch your body's ??, most niggas sick with it
    and clap a nigga in the first degree

    [Prodigy]
    aiyyo fall back, step back, we built to last
    get back, move back, this is that smash
    this is that murder you niggas get bucked
    your image gets shattered your bitches get fucked
    we Mobb Deep anytime we stomp niggas out
    or I might catch you all on myself and spaz out
    how heavy it plays out, you niggas is assed out
    take yourself to the first safe house and lock it down
    so we wildin, for two thousand and two poundin
    any nigga out runnin with their mouth bound em
    guns clap security be callin for back up
    ? bullets drop leavin them bagged up
    why we mash in a jag truck, with the 22's
    they spin like how the 44 spun on you (uh-huh uh-huh)
    and clap you niggas in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

    [Havoc]
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
    and clap a nigga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

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