Jigg - Clapped feat. PUSH! & L.E.P. Bogus Boys lyrics

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Hook:

You got guns, we got guns, everybody strap,

You got drugs, we got drugs, everybody trap,

You got ones, we got ones, everybody stack

Touch mine, chp the sound like a hundred ham,

Don’t get your ass clapped,

Don’t get your ass clapped.

Don’t get your ass clapped,

Touch mine, chp the sound like a hundred ham.

Our rappers in the ayo and we don’t rap no shit, bro

Treat that like the OZ get that ass zipped though,

I’m pitchin black and blue, I look like a crib cause

Seen that in the.. oh man you slipped up

Niggas round my side of town, grew up for cry bies I’m bout mine

Change dollar sings, we on the.. since ..of nine

We all click exchange though, we call the jeans they tendo,

King foks let’s get low, when everybody I’m info,

Quick you got none, you ain’t real ‘c

See you got funs, what’s your website I know it,

Fall a nigga dot com, pull round them..niggas

I roll models who drug dealers, dues while in my hood,

You knew better don’t fuck with us.

[Hook:]

Live from the ..Brooklyn where discover

WMG far G crew..

Them niggas will front door, they do not get up close,

I know how..the beat they head up the front door,

Made you red and lie in it,

Picture ass that head shot,

..dimension got my Ranger Rover in that head spot,

I ain’t rolling no trust fine, step dope bust guns,

Get my club promoters go, I’ma go that plus one,

Gotta bring my..with it, trapp on like I’m back pack,

don’t believe this rap niggas some believe they trash cash in,

man all this cash acting, talking shit they fact track in

and I ..with traffic ..static with two gas clappin,

I had your block like a hella cost,

Throwin mollie..do you..mother tongue

The.. voice..with them VIP ..

Chick what it is, say a word we’re gonna ride nigga.

[Hook:]

Get your ass clapped, magazine the Monday night

He need ..he looking like Miami vice

Niggas won’t you dare they told me call the price,

Daddy ever see me coming like the ..

We don’t play boy, don’t need you great boy,

Get your ass clapped we will celebrate boy,

Right from the city full of killers it’s a cut

Throws back and shots and knock em on the roof like nuts so.

My crib is a gun stone, copping that you up slow

Do us with that mother f*cking sitting in the front road,

Kicking it you front door, capping like you a bss,

Last nigga did, they took a ..and do it all

Yeah I got guns, I got money, I got power nigga

If you get locked up, get you caught up in the shower nigga

Feel like everybody grieving now you’re necked on him,

..on your hands so big your body now tryin collect on it.