Ja Rule - Clap Back

Yeah yeah haha yeah
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggaz is
in the building on this one
You know
It's real
Hussein Hussein nigga
I see you
aight Shadow what's poppin BLAT
Haha haha yeah my nigga O1
in motherfucking house
Jody in house
My nigga Cadillac
Gotti what up
Blackchild what up
I'd like to welcome all my
niggaz To the world
famous Murda Inc
Big shout 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
What do you do
when niggaz spit at you
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
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 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 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 if I'm up in the May
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
nigga ample space We gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
The Rule be 'In Da Club' rude
motherfucker 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 can't 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'm a giant
These niggaz is mere ants
I'll stomp 'em wit his thang
Give bitches the back hand
pimp shit 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 shit
hotter than Harlem
Fuck 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
nigga ample space We gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
I'm a find out
Where Em Laden's
hiding and bomb
first It could be much
worse I could be hotter
than yo scrubs
Mask and glove
gun hot the burnin ass up
I'd rather be bossed up
wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter
screaming out Fuck the law
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
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 dick 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
nigga ample space We gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'

Yeah yeah haha yeah
I gotta get my headphones
All my gangsta niggaz is
in the building on this one
You know
It's real
Hussein Hussein nigga
I see you
aight Shadow what's poppin BLAT
Haha haha yeah my nigga O1
in motherfucking house
Jody in house
My nigga Cadillac
Gotti what up
Blackchild what up
I'd like to welcome all my
niggaz To the world
famous Murda Inc
Big shout 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
What do you do
when niggaz spit at you
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
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 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 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 if I'm up in the May
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
nigga ample space We gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
The Rule be 'In Da Club' rude
motherfucker 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 can't 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'm a giant
These niggaz is mere ants
I'll stomp 'em wit his thang
Give bitches the back hand
pimp shit 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 shit
hotter than Harlem
Fuck 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
nigga ample space We gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
I'm a find out
Where Em Laden's
hiding and bomb
first It could be much
worse I could be hotter
than yo scrubs
Mask and glove
gun hot the burnin ass up
I'd rather be bossed up
wit a bunch of broads
The preachers daughter
screaming out Fuck the law
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
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 dick 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
nigga ample space We gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'
clap back we gon'

Ja Rule - Clap Back

Music video by Ja Rule performing Clap Back. (C) 2003 The Island Def Jam Music Group.

Ja Rule - Clap Back (HQ)

Ja Rule - Clap Back (HQ) from Ja's album Blood In My Eye (2003)

Ja Rule- Clap Back

Off Blood in My Eye.

Ja Rule