文本歌词

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
It's real Hussein what's happ'nin ni**a
I see you aight Shadow what's poppin BLAT
Haha haha yeah my ni**a O-1 in the motherf**king house
Jody in the house （Jody Mack ）
My ni**a Cadillac Gotti what up
Blackchild what up
I'd 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 sh*t commentated on the one's and two's
They call me the Mighty Rule how ya living
This real sh*t we talking
I wanna ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question （holla back）
What do you do - when niggaz spit at you
Clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz ）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz ）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz）
F**k if they holl'in about Rule ni**a 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 duece 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 b**ches bouncin fa sho
In Da Club with no gun got em taking it off
Can't help that I'm the ni**a 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 ni**a ample 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 niggaz ）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz ）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
The Rule be In Da Club rude motherf**ker poppin the bubbly
When sh*t get ugly I hug the snub closely
But usually we still see your b**ches
Thats is known for quick sh*t trying to ride my xxxx
I can't handle it lower their manners
To get they a** infront of my xxxx to dance the b**ch want more chance
Catching hate from a glance but I'm a giant
These niggaz is mere ants I'll stomp 'em wit his thang
Give b**ches the back hand pimp sh*t 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 sh*t hotter than Harlem
F**k 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 ni**a ample space
Clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz ）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz ）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' 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 a** up
I'd rather be bossed up wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter screaming out F**k the law
I play a struck chord wit the Christians
But y'all got the freakiest b**ches 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 xxxx 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 ni**a ample 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 niggaz ）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
（Let's take 'em to war niggaz ）
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
We gon' clap back we gon' clap back
Yeah my ni**a 'Zino in this motherf**ker
That's how we do it know what I mean
Buck '89 what's up baby I see you
Break 'em down ni**a break 'em down
Bring them birds in the motherf**king house
It's not a game no mo'
Queens in this motherf**ker
You know
All my Jersey niggaz all my Boston niggaz
All my Brooklyn niggaz Brooklyn sir what up
Haha yeah holla at me man