yeah yeah
haha yeah
i gotta get my headphones buck
all my gangsta niggas is in the building on this one you know
yeah here we go it’s real
hussein what’s happenin’ nigga i see you
aight shadoe what’s poppin’ blat haha yeah
my nigga o in the motherfucking house o
jody in the house jody mack
my nigga cadillac gotti what up
black child what up
i’d like to welcome all my niggas
to the world famous murda inc show
big shout to all my queens niggas all my staten island niggas
all my uptown niggas all my 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 ones and twos
they call me the mighty rule how ya living
this real shit we talking
i wanna ask all my gangsta niggas a real question holla back
what do you do when niggas spit at you
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
fuck what they hollerin’ about rule nigga here’s the real
i’ll pop ya top like champagne bottles to chill
with nothing but ice now i’ll send it up to the greatest
to tell ’em i’m nice too plus push some nice coupes
the inc roll like deuce man i’m og bobby j
and we slinging soccer fields of yay
they don’t respect that don’t get your mind around me
get it pushed back y’all don’t want that
i send ’em to the morgue while keepin’ my bitches bouncin’ for sure
in the 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 it i’m up in the mind maxin’ them
holdin’ the throwback west 44 lakers
let’s make no mistakes when these f’s take place
what’s the procedure with a gun in your face when you got one in your waist
let’s cock back nigga air out the space c’mon 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
we gon’ clap back we gon’ clap back let’s take ’em to war niggas
the rule be in the club rude motherfucker poppin’ the bubbly
when shit get ugly i hug the snub closely
but usually used to seein’ your bitches
dancin’ on some freak shit trying to ride my dick
i can handle it long as they manage
to get they ass in front of my dick and dance to big’s one more chance
i’m catching hate from a glance but i’m a giant
these niggas is mere ants i’ll stomp ’em wit a shank
give bitches the back hand this pimp shit it’s not realistic
your game is helpless let’s not get it twisted
i’m young black 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 we werewolves is out on the prowl
what’s the procedure when you got a gun on you face when you got one in your waist
let’s cock back nigga air out the space c’mon 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
we gon’ clap back we gon’ clap back let’s take ’em to war niggas
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 your scrubs
mask and gloves gun hot to burn that ass up
i’d rather be bossed up with a bunch of broads
the preacher’s daughter screaming out fuck the lord
i may have struck a chord with the christians
but y’all got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions
and god gave me his blessing 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 niggas all over my dick like hoes
i’m the star at these shows i must be as hot as they come
what’s the procedure with a gun in your face when you got one in your waist
let’s cock back nigga air out the space c’mon 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
we gon’ clap back we gon’ clap back let’s take ’em to war niggas
yeah my nigga ‘zino in this motherfucker that’s how we do it know what i mean
buck ’89 what’s up baby i see you bust it down nigga break ’em down
bringin’ birds in the motherfucking house
it’s not a game no more queens in this motherfucker
you know all my jersey niggas all my boston niggas
all my brooklyn niggas brooklyn sir what up
haha yeah holla at me man
Artist: Ja Rule
Year: 2003
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 676