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Clap Back Lyrics - Blood In My Eye - Ja Rule

Yeah, yeah, ha ha 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 happenin' nigga? 

I see you, aight Shadow what's poppin' blat! 

Ha ha ha ha, yeah my nigga O-1 in the motherfucking house 

Jody in the house (Jody Mack!) 

My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up? 

Blackchild what up? 

I'd like to welcome 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 shit commentated on the one's and two's! 

They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living? 

This real shit we talking 

I want to ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question (holla back) 

What do you do - when niggaz spit at you?! 

 

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Clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas!) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas!) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

 

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Fuck if they holl'in about Rule nigga, 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 grooves 

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

And we sling at soccer fields the yay 

They don't respect that, don't get your minds around 

You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that 

I send em to the morgue while keepin' my bitches bouncin' fa sho 

"In Da Club" with no gun, got em taking 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 (bach) 

Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers 

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! 

(C'mon!) We gon' 

 

Clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas!) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas!) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

 

The Rule be "In Da Club" rude motherfucker poppin the bubbly 

When 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 dick 

I can't handle it, lower their manners 

To get they ass in front of my dick to dance, the bitch want more chance 

Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant 

These niggas is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em wit his thing 

Give bitches the back hand, pimp shit, 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 shit hotter than Harlem 

Fuck 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! 

(C'mon!) We gon' 

 

Clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas!) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas!) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

 

Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out 

Where Em Laden's hiding and bomb him first 

It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs 

Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin' ass up 

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

The preachers daughter screaming out "Fuck the law!" 

I play a struck chord, wit the Christians 

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

And God gave me his blessings to handle my business 

All these wanksta snitches, let the nina blow kisses 

If she some how misses, he goin' meet the mistress 

And "Clap that boy" like Birdman and Clipse 

I got these niggaz all over my dick, 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! 

(C'mon!) We gon' 

 

Clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas!) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas!) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

(Let's take 'em to war niggas) 

We goin' clap back, we gon' clap back 

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