Ja Rule - Clap Back [ Video Verson] lyrics

I know y´all niggaz is 2nd guessin´ the state I am in
Bitch, I am in to makin´ hit records that spin like rims
So when "Flex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your lights
And "50" you has it, cause when Rule´ spit to the masses
I got yo attention like J-Lo´s ass

[Jamacian Talking And Shot´s Fired]

I would like to welcome all my niggaz
To the world famous Murda Inc. Show
They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living?
This real shit we talking
I want to ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question (holla back)
What do you do - when niggaz spit at you?!

[Chorus - Ja Rule]
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)
We gon´ clap back, we gon´ clap back

[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
F*ck if they holl´in about Rule nigga, here is the real
I will pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill
Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to The Greatest
Tell ´em I am nice too, plus push them nice grooves
The Inc roll like duece man, I am ol´ G Bobby J
And we sling at soccer fields the yay
They do not respect that, don´t get your minds around
You will 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 am the nigga that puts it down
Once I hit that, that is if I am up in the May (bach)
Fasten them holding the throwback, West 44 Lakers
Let´s make no mistakes, resents take place
What´s the proceedure with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let´s cock back nigga ample space!
(Come on!) We gon´

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Ja Rule]
The Rule be "In Da Club" rude motherf*cker poppin the bubbly
When shit get ugly I hug the snub closely
But usually we still see your bitches
Thats is known for quick shit, trying to ride my dick
I cannot handle it, lower their manners
To get they ass infront of my dick to dance, the bitch want more chance
Catching hate from a glance, but I am a giant
These niggaz is mere ants, I will stomp em wit his thang
Give bitches the back hand, pimp shit, it isn´t realistic
The game is helpless, let´s not get it twisted
I am young, wrapped, & gifted, but still at the bottom
And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah & Saddam
I am here to make this rap shit hotter than Harlem
F*ck the Dog beware of Rule, cause I am the problem
What´s the proceedure with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let´s cock back nigga ample space!
(Come on!) We gon´

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Ja Rule]
Like Bush & Saddam, I am a find out
Where Em Laden´s hiding & bomb him 1st
It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs
Mask & glove, gun hot from burnin ass up
I would rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter screaming out "F*ck the lord!"
I play a struck 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
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 & Clipse
I got these niggaz all over my dick, like hoes
I am the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come
What´s the proceedure with a gun in your face
When you got one in your waist, let´s cock back nigga ample space!
(Come on!) We gon´

[Chorus]

[Outro]
[Ja Rule] Yea, my nigga ´Zino in this motherf*cker
[Benzino] That is how we do it, know what I mean
[Benzino] Buck ´89 what´s up baby, I see you
[Ja Rule] Break em down nigga! break em down!
[Benzino] Bring them birds, in the motherf*cking house
[Benzino] It isn´t a game no mo´
[Ja Rule] Queens in this motherf*cker
[Benzino] You know
[Ja Rule] All my Jersey niggaz, all my Boston niggaz
[Ja Rule] All my Brooklyn niggaz, Brooklyn sir what up!
[Ja Rule] Haha, yea, holla at me man

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