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Clap x2
Mm-hm

[Havoc]
Yo
Some n*ggas need the henny to endure the drama
All I need is information on your crib and armor
When it comes to creepin n*ggas know that I'm the father
Need guns get your own gats and never charter
Like a f*cked 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 n*gga threatenin my life's a done deal
Watch the b*tch get revealed then she snitch and squeal
Blow a n*gga have em leakin to the court of appeal
Searchin for Hav is like a search through fog
How you like to make a last pit stop at the morgue
n*ggas wanna spread they wings then I'm clippin em off
n*ggas wanna spread rumors I'll shoot their mouth off (uh-huh uh-huh)
And clap a bast*rd in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

[Havoc]
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
And clap a bast*rd in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
And clap a n*gga 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 and
And give it to a n*gga good when he stuntin
f*ck that, f*ck y'all, f*ck all of this sh*t
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 sh*t we applaud it
n*ggas runnin wit cops, scared to go to war with
Some real rap n*ggas, we'll catch you at the Source Awards
From gettin at this n*gga, pardon my force
You better get from around that n*gga or you catchin it too
Your power is no match for my strength of wolves
n*gga we came into this game on this drama sh*t
More money more murder thats how we live it
More diamonds more guns is the beginnin
More of this gangsta sh*t to wear you out
n*ggas see my gold max and you went all out (uh-huh uh-huh)
I clap a bast*rd in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)

[Havoc]
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
And clap a bast*rd in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
[Havoc]
Degree in drama knowledge, you n*ggas just pay the homage
You n*ggas should be abolished for that rappin ass garbage
To me, you just a target, easy to hit
With that loud barkin Stevie Wonder couldn't even miss
Then it's 1, 2, 3, baby boy you gettin hit
And ripped, like a whole b*tch, by the vultures
Rusty ass gems n*ggas 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 sh*t
Regulate a wig split a little n*gga big n*gga
Any n*gga kill you your man it be da pen sh*tta
So f*ck n*ggas they ain't on my level cos I been did it
Talk about cliques most infamous run with it
Catch a body syndrome, dawg my n*ggas sick with it
And clap a n*gga in the first degree

[Prodigy]
Ayyo fall back, step back, we built to last
Get back, move back, this is that smash
This is that murder you n*ggas get bucked
Your image gets shattered, your b*tches get f*cked
We Mobb Deep anytime we stomp n*ggas out
Or I might catch you all on myself and spaz out
How ever it plays out, n*ggas is assed out
Take yourself to the first safe house and lock it down
So we wildin, for two thousand and two poundin
Any n*gga out runnin with they mouth bound em
Guns clap security be callin for back up
Mildew bullets drop n*ggas leavin em bagged up
While 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 n*ggas in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
[Havoc]
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
And clap a bast*rd in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
Bust that, gimme that, n*gga get clapped
And clap a n*gga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
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