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30
@Nicolas
20401
Yeah, yeah! haha yeah!
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggaz is in the building on this one!
You know! Yeah here we go
It's real! Hussein what's happ'nin nigga?
I see you, aight Shadow what's 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!?!
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 shit commentated on the one's and two's!
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?!
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
Fuck if they holl'in about Rule nigga, 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 coupes
The Inc roll like duece man, I'm ol' G Bobby J
And we slingin' soccer fields of 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 bitches bouncin' fa sho
"In Da 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 May (bach)
Send them home in the throwback, West 44 Lakers
Let's make no mistakes, when these reps take place
What's your 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 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
Rule be "In Da Club" rule motherfucker poppin' the bubbly
When shit get ugly I hug the snub closely
But usually we still see your bitches
Bouncin' on some freak shit, trying to ride my dick
I can handle it, long as they manage
To get they ass infront of my dick and dance, to Big's "one more chance"
Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant
These niggaz is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em out wit a shank
Give bitches the back hand, this pimp shit, it's not realistic
The game is heavy, 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 beware of Rule, cause I'm the problem
What's your 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 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!)
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' ass up
I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter screaming out "Fuck the lord!"
I may have struck a chord, wit the Christians
But y'all got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions
And God gave me his blessings to handle my business
On 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
I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
What's your 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 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)
Yeah, my nigga 'Zino in this motherfucker
Buck '89 what's up baby, I see you
Break 'em down nigga! break 'em down!
Bring them birds, in the motherfucking house
It's not a game no mo'
Queens in this motherfucker
You know
All my Jersey niggaz, all my Boston niggaz
All my Brooklyn niggaz, Brooklyn sir what up!
Haha, yeah, holla at me man
20
@Parker
210
J White I need a beat I can go off on (Ooh)
'Cause I talk like this and my ass fat
They be saying Iggy, tryna act black
Hatin' broke, hoes get laughed at
All they do is cap like snap backs
He hit me up, he saying he having flashbacks
You're my ex for a reason, I don't backtrack
Gimme 50 feet, bitch back-back!
I got time today, I'm finna clap back
Clap back (oh), clap back (yeah), clap back (oh)
Clap back (oh), clap back (oh), clap back (yeah)
I got time today I'm finna' clap back
Clap back (oh), clap back (yeah), clap back (oh)
Clap back (oh), clap back (oh), clap back (yeah)
I got time today, I'm finna clap back
I-G-G play with that girl, I'm gon' get on your head like a snapback
Bad bitch, got a bag, and her body stacked like flapjacks
AP cost twenty one, no blackjack (Oh!)
I can make the dealer bust
And I could give a fuck who ain't feelin' us (No)
Brand new range in the driveway
Squatin' on forties no shoestring sittin' up
10 bank accounts and all of them got to fill' em up
You gone but a home girl (What?) is a millionaire (uh)
Got Ben Frank to choke hold 'till he tap out all these broke hoes given up (Hey!)
Still litty I page front thick, damn Iggy on it
Need a bad boy 'cause I'm tryna go Diddy on him
I don't even have to say shit right here and I'm shitting on 'em
'Cause I talk like this and my ass fat
They be saying Iggy, tryna act black
Ain't broke, hoes get laughed at
All they do is cap like snap backs
He hit me up, he saying he having flashbacks
You're my ex for a reason, I don't backtrack
Gimme 50 feet, bitch back-back!
I got time today, I'm finna clap back
Clap back (oh), clap back (yeah), clap back (oh)
Clap back (oh), clap back (oh), clap back (yeah)
I got time today I'm finna' clap back
Clap back (oh), clap back (yeah), clap back (oh)
Clap back (yeah), clap back (oh), clap back (yeah)
I got time today, I'm finna clap back
They call me racist, only thing I like is green and blue faces
None of my exes could say that I'm crazy
We're not the same baby, you shop at Macy's
Take a pic and then go say that we date
And if they don't got a story I swear they gon' make it
No more questions, I ain't giving no statements
The shots I send back do not come with a chaser
Heard 'em say that I got dropped on a label
But that did not happen, please, stop all that capping
I'm clapping, i'm off, now I own all my masters
My downfall, they pray on that shit like a pastor
I love all my haters, I'm being sarcastic
I left but I'm 'bout to bounce back like elastic
Fuck all these other bitches, I'm the baddest
From now on you can call me Iggy, the savage
'Cause I talk like this and my ass fat
They be saying Iggy, tryna act black
Ain't broke, hoes get laughed at
All they do is cap like snap backs
He hit me up, he saying he having flashbacks
You're my ex for a reason, I don't backtrack
Gimme 50 feet, bitch back-back!
I got time today, I'm finna clap back
Clap back (oh), clap back (yeah), clap back (oh)
Clap back (oh), clap back (oh), clap back (yeah)
I got time today I'm finna' clap back
Clap back (oh), clap back (oh), clap back (oh)
Clap back (yeah), clap back (oh), clap back (yeah)
I got time today, I'm finna clap back
I got time today, I'm finna clap back
