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[Intro - [bad word] Yeah, yeah.. haha yeah! I gotta get my headphones All my gangsta niggas is in the building on this one! You know! Yeah yeah ya know It's real!! Hussein what's happ'nin [bad word] I see you, aight Shadow what's poppin BLAT! Haha haha, yeah my [bad word] O-1 in the [bad word] house Jody in the house (Jody Mack!) My [bad word] Cadillac, Gotti what up! Blackchild what up! I'd like to [bad word] all my niggas To the world famous Murda Inc. Show Big shout to all my Queens niggas in Staten Island Niggas in Uptown, niggas in Brooklyn niggas All my Bronx niggas yeah, all my Jersey niggas! you know? We doing it real big right here! all my money niggas This [bad [bad word] on the one's and two's! They call me the [bad word] how ya living? This real [bad word] we talking I wanna ask all my gangsta niggas a real question (holla back) What do you do - when niggas spit at you? [bad word] - [bad word] Clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggas!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggas) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggas!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggas) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back [Verse 1 - [bad word] [bad word] if they holl'in [bad word] [bad word] here's the real I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest Tell em I'm nice too, plus push them nice coupes The Inc roll like duece man, I'm ol' Bobby J And we slinging soccer fields of yay They don't respect that, don't get your mind around You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that I send em to the morgue while keepin my [bad word] bouncin fa sho In Da Club with no gun, got em taking it off Can't help that, I'm the [bad word] that puts it down Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in the Maybach Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers Let's make no mistakes when these F's take place We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face When you got one in your waist, let's [bad word] back [bad word] air out the space! (C'mon!) We gon' [bad word] [Verse 2 - [bad word] [bad word] be In Da [bad word] [bad word] poppin the bubbly When [bad word] get ugly I hug the snub closely But usually we still see your [bad word] Dancin on some freak [bad word] trying to ride my [bad word] I can't handle it, lower their manners To get they [bad word] infront of my [bad word] to dance, to B.I.G.'s One More Chance Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant These niggas is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit a shank Give [bad word] the back hand, pimp [bad word] it's not realistic The game is helpless, let's not get it twisted I'm young, wrapped, and gifted, but still at the bottom And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam I'm here to make this rap [bad word] hotter than Harlem [bad word] the Dog beware [bad word] 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 [bad word] back [bad word] air out the space! (C'mon!) We gon' [bad word] [Verse 3 - [bad word] Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out Where Laden's hiding and bomb him first It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo [bad word] Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin [bad word] up I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads The preachers daughter screaming out [bad word] the law! I may have [bad word] a chord, wit the Christians But y'all got the freakiest