Lyrics Clap - 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)
(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
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)
1 Pray For Me
2 Get Away
3 Bounce
4 Clap
5 Kill That Nigga (Kill That)
6 My Gats Spitting
7 Handcuffs
8 Hey Luv (Anything)
9 Hey Luv (Anything)
10 The Learning (Burn)
11 The Learning (Burn)
12 Live Foul
13 Hurt Niggas (Hurt)
14 Get At Me
15 I Won't Fall
16 Crawlin
17 Nothing Like Home
18 There I Go Again
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