Diplomats - Dutiy Clap lyrics

rate me

May been shifty, siz a little pickney<br />

Will he be that boy? Dem on the strip, try and stick me<br />

He from Harlem, down to Brixton, you know?<br />

We cop whips with kicks and pinstrip uno<br />

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Who wanna test? Mr. Don Dada<br />

Who rough harder so go, fuck ya mama<br />

See, blow the track out, Jim's in the house now<br />

Man done shook out, gull the skin out ya<br />

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What you checker? You running your lip?<br />

You get smoked like I'm bunning a spliff<br />

You son of a bitch<br />

This is blitz town and a sound boy will come one way<br />

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Spit rounds on your town then you run semi<br />

Bluck papa, the doggin' top shotta<br />

In love with fame and the stardom<br />

Oh, now what's the remedy on all ties?<br />

Spit sixteen bars, the streets want more fire, see<br />

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You with me then clap, clap<br />

Keep moving your back back<br />

You doing it like that that<br />

Stay and two in the track<br />

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We flipping them baggies<br />

My niggaz is aggie<br />

From Brixton to Hagney<br />

East Finchley Apache<br />

<br />

You with me then clap, clap<br />

Keep moving your back back<br />

You doing it like that that<br />

Stay and two in the track<br />

<br />

We flipping them baggies<br />

My niggaz is aggie<br />

From Brixton to Hagney<br />

East Finchley Apache<br />

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Spit in, Juan when you see that link is on<br />

Got the linkest charm by the time you blink it's gone<br />

Aiyo, I run for it, you're done off, my gun blow<br />

Buck your aim, if you effin' around like Sonny Dames of<br />

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Sneezies man, believe me, man<br />

I'm off the, heezy and got the greasy plan<br />

Your crew sweet like a ishi, man<br />

That's why the youths on your street call you Chichi, man<br />

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I get respect in the streets, smoking cess in the jeep<br />

Sittin' back, sip the yac', you be stressin' the freaks<br />

Spittin' raps, not a skit on my meat<br />

'Cuz I'm thick from the fitted cap to the crest in my feet<br />

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I ain't conceited, believe it, I'm just fillin', I'm jake<br />

The pull Benz, got the gat and I'm feelin' the kid<br />

Yo, I'm good to go and it's evident fam<br />

I leave the nigga Pon De River like Elephant Man<br />

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You with me then clap, clap<br />

Keep moving your back back<br />

You doing it like that that<br />

Stay and two in the track<br />

<br />

We flipping them baggies<br />

My niggaz is aggie<br />

From Brixton to Hagney<br />

East Finchley Apache<br />

<br />

You with me then clap, clap<br />

Keep moving your back back<br />

You doing it like that that<br />

Stay and two in the track<br />

<br />

We flipping them baggies<br />

My niggaz is aggie<br />

From Brixton to Hagney<br />

East Finchley Apache<br />

<br />

Jim Jones a gangsta, stay blowned in ganka<br />

I'm rollin' that stank stuff, the chrome on my tank truck<br />

What? Enter in the slave roots<br />

Fly til I die, like izzo in suede boots<br />

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Yeah, let's talk about ice, the chain on my neck<br />

Looks like New York in it's lights, cocaine on my jets<br />

I'm a New Yorker for life, new Porsche in white<br />

Who thought of this life, two wrongs make it right<br />

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I'ma get lost in the light, I speed in my cars<br />

Outlaw all my life, police on my car<br />

'Cuz I don't pause for the light, I don't show no respect<br />

Dipset out in Euro, S.A.S., we connect<br />

<br />

You with me then clap, clap<br />

Keep moving your back back<br />

You doing it like that that<br />

Stay and two in the track<br />

<br />

We flipping them baggies<br />

My niggaz is aggie<br />

From Brixton to Hagney<br />

East Finchley Apache<br />

<br />

You with me then clap, clap<br />

Keep moving your back back<br />

You doing it like that that<br />

Stay and two in the track<br />

<br />

We flipping them baggies<br />

My niggaz is aggie<br />

From Brixton to Hagney<br />

East Finchley Apache