Clap [main Version] Lyrics - Mobb Deep

clap 

mm-hm 

(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) 

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(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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(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 

Y'all better protect that boy, 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 

45ths 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 it's 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 syndrome, 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)