Busta Rhymes

Busta Rhymes - Make It Clap (Remix) lyrics

[Ja Rule Verse 1]

I know y'all niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in

Bitch, I'm 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 have it, cause when Rule' spit to the masses

I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass

[Jamacian Talking And Shot's Fired]

[Ja Rule Verse 2]

I know y'all niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in

Bitch, I'm 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 have it, cause when Rule' spit to the massed

I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass

And if it's pussy we talkin' I come to smash em'

Personal foul like cole, when I sexual harass em'

Cause bitches want you beat it with passion

Niggaz want to you to clip up and clap em'

And hide the body like nuthin' happened

Niggaz need to get they money and stick to rappin'

Or end up like one of the Jackson's beware of your actions

Cause you don't wanna meet that desert e'

With that hair pin trigger so easy to squeeze

And no matter how you cut me I'm always chesse

Like "Black" said, It's a hundred niggaz, seventy degrees muthafucka'

[Chorus]

[Ja Rule Verse 3]

You know they can't keep a real nigga down (no)

Not what they niggaz can even wash up it's federal

Comin and puttin snicthes on a pedestal, glorify

Had to put niggaz in jail fo' life, ain't no blood in they eye

But who, Ja' bless 'em with tha sizzla touch

Thing's gettin better when they thought it would get worse

I bomb first, and breath in the heat, knowin to hell I send em'

And I ain't talkin' devils or demons, just be happy ya breathin

And cowards go to hiccupin' and sneezin'

leavin every soul cold, and bodies never a day old

Drving down on a yayo and dump it, like fuck it

Niggaz addict to hutslin, no one can ever be trusted

who told the feds' to rush ya

Why you fishin' in darken looking for sharks to wise

Coast to coast man

Just look around Rule' will never back down

And y'all can never ever take my crown (niggaz)

[Chorus w/ Ja Talkin (Till chorus fades)]

Yeah, Yeah, That's what the fuck I'm sayin..

Talk to 'em baby

Tell theses niggaz, what these niggaz know?

You know niggaz, no man touch this muthfucka right here

(Ya hear me?)

Niggaz going in they dreams to fuck with me, b

Murder inc (shit) Holla

Murder inc... yeah murder inc..

It's murder inc... we do this shit, we do this thang'

This thang called... this thang we call drugs nigga

in the booth... lyrically

I get's the job done you know me baby

Holla back, Rule

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