Ja Rule - Ja Rule - Clap Back

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Ja Rule - Ja Rule - Clap Back

(Intro - Ja Rule)
Yeah, yeah.. haha yeah!
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggaz is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah yeah ya know
Its real!! Hussein whats happnin nigga?
I see you, aight Shadow whats poppin BLAT!!
Haha haha, yeah my nigga O-1 in the motherfucking house
Jody in the house (Jody Mack!)
My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up!?!
Blackchild what up!?!
Id like to welcome all my niggaz
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
Big shout to all my Queens niggaz in Staten Island
Niggaz in Uptown, niggaz in Brooklyn niggaz
All my Bronx niggaz yeah, all my Jersey niggaz! you know?
We doing it real big right here! all my money niggaz
This shit commentated on the ones and twos!
They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living?
This real shit we talking
I wanna ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question (holla back)
What do you do - when niggaz spit at you?!

(Chorus - Ja Rule)
Clap back, we gon clap back
We gon clap back, we gon clap back
(Lets take em to war niggaz!)
We gon clap back, we gon clap back
We gon clap back, we gon clap back
(Lets take em to war niggaz)
We gon clap back, we gon clap back
We gon clap back, we gon clap back
(Lets take em to war niggaz!)
We gon clap back, we gon clap back
We gon clap back, we gon clap back
(Lets take em to war niggaz)
We gon clap back, we gon clap back

(Verse 1 - Ja Rule)
Fuck if they hollin about Rule nigga, heres the real
Ill pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill
Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell em Im nice too, plus push them nice grooves
The Inc roll like duece man, Im ol G Bobby J
And we sling at soccer fields the yay
They dont respect that, dont get your minds around
Youll get it pushed back, yall dont 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
Cant help that, Im the nigga that puts it down
Once I hit that, thats if Im up in the May (bach)
Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers
Lets make no mistakes, resents take place
Well still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, lets cock back nigga ample space!
(Cmon!) We gon

(Chorus)

(Verse 2 - Ja Rule)
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
Thats is known for quick shit, trying to ride my dick
I cant handle it, lower their manners
To get they ass infront of my dick to dance, the bitch want more chance
Catching hate from a glance, but Im a giant
These niggaz is mere ants, Ill stomp em wit his thang
Give bitches the back hand, pimp shit, its not realistic
The game is helpless, lets not get it twisted
Im young, wrapped, and gifted, but still at the bottom
And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam
Im here to make this rap shit hotter than Harlem
Fuck the Dog beware of Rule, cause Im the problem
Well still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, lets cock back nigga ample space!
(Cmon!) We gon

(Chorus)

(Verse 3 - Ja Rule)
Like Bush and Saddam, Im a find out
Where Em Ladens 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
Id 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 yall 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 gon meet the mistress
And Clap that boy like Birdman and Clipse
I got these niggaz all over my dick, like hoes
Im the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
Well still proceed you with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, lets cock back nigga ample space!
(Cmon!) We gon

(Chorus)

(Outro)
(Ja Rule) Yeah, my nigga Zino in this motherfucker
(Benzino) Thats how we do it, know what I mean
(Benzino) Buck 89 whats up baby, I see you
(Ja Rule) Break em down nigga! break em down!
(Benzino) Bring them birds, in the motherfucking house
(Benzino) Its not a game no mo
(Ja Rule) Queens in this motherfucker
(Benzino) You know
(Ja Rule) All my Jersey niggaz, all my Boston niggaz
(Ja Rule) All my Brooklyn niggaz, Brooklyn sir what up!
(Ja Rule) Haha, yeah, holla at me man

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